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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 839 | 2018-10-12 23:38:31 | 66.92 | 96% |
| 633 | 2018-10-09 18:45:51 | 83.74 | 96% |