"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22497 | 2020-11-26 18:43:51 | 76.39 | 97% |
| 15211 | 2020-02-12 12:43:26 | 77.87 | 98% |