"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2710 | 2019-10-02 16:10:21 | 63.14 | 95% |
| 1802 | 2019-09-15 10:39:53 | 59.39 | 95% |