I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1009 | 2019-10-03 01:35:52 | 132.43 | 99% |
| 494 | 2018-09-10 03:17:55 | 113.13 | 99% |