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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 274 | 2017-09-21 10:06:26 | 75.37 | 97% |
| 216 | 2017-09-16 12:18:18 | 78.56 | 96% |