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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1447 | 2018-11-15 13:00:42 | 108.09 | 98% |
| 665 | 2018-07-07 11:50:40 | 84.02 | 95% |