My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 507 | 2019-09-22 11:17:53 | 78.27 | 99% |
| 301 | 2019-09-13 10:55:48 | 77.12 | 100% |
| 298 | 2019-09-13 07:12:07 | 79.51 | 99% |