The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 44906 | 2023-05-26 08:13:13 | 73.76 | 99% |
| 37968 | 2023-02-02 14:47:45 | 80.17 | 99% |
| 34155 | 2022-11-10 16:06:24 | 65.62 | 97% |
| 28853 | 2021-07-20 14:31:43 | 72.77 | 97% |
| 26286 | 2019-09-05 13:08:45 | 67.54 | 97% |
| 25193 | 2018-11-22 21:53:37 | 79.72 | 99% |
| 23397 | 2018-06-18 17:30:13 | 73.89 | 97% |
| 21901 | 2018-03-16 16:02:58 | 66.93 | 97% |
| 20625 | 2018-01-20 19:01:10 | 68.02 | 98% |
| 18089 | 2017-08-31 10:12:40 | 68.09 | 97% |