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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1236 | 2017-07-11 10:43:29 | 48.50 | 95% |
| 817 | 2017-07-03 12:33:47 | 51.06 | 96% |