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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2303 | 2019-08-28 12:21:10 | 62.35 | 99% |
| 1964 | 2019-07-24 05:07:34 | 58.43 | 99% |