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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 449 | 2017-07-31 23:34:17 | 81.08 | 100% |
| 332 | 2017-07-30 00:57:09 | 64.15 | 97% |