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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1249 | 2020-08-24 19:44:44 | 122.98 | 98% |
| 687 | 2020-08-04 04:20:19 | 124.33 | 99% |