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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24508 | 2022-06-06 13:21:14 | 55.26 | 96% |
| 22523 | 2022-04-30 17:35:09 | 83.71 | 97% |
| 20515 | 2022-04-15 16:05:03 | 88.47 | 97% |
| 19510 | 2022-04-02 17:21:38 | 76.22 | 96% |
| 16567 | 2022-03-05 11:51:58 | 91.73 | 96% |
| 15632 | 2022-02-25 07:53:35 | 73.22 | 94% |
| 14142 | 2022-01-22 16:44:47 | 93.34 | 98% |
| 13459 | 2021-12-27 15:20:13 | 91.42 | 98% |
| 12874 | 2021-12-23 16:44:41 | 76.00 | 94% |
| 3265 | 2019-10-27 16:57:12 | 77.01 | 96% |
| 3205 | 2019-10-27 11:32:50 | 67.60 | 94% |