Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars. Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are. As my memory rests but never forgets what I lost. Wake me up when September ends.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1994 | 2025-11-04 07:37:40 | 111.58 | 98% |
| 531 | 2025-09-21 09:14:03 | 105.84 | 98% |