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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 267 | 2017-12-13 18:43:01 | 78.36 | 97% |
| 74 | 2017-10-05 15:17:37 | 78.15 | 97% |