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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1791 | 2025-11-14 14:19:13 | 123.58 | 99% |
| 1594 | 2025-10-23 21:24:27 | 116.37 | 99% |