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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1105 | 2020-04-12 19:37:26 | 75.68 | 98% |
| 262 | 2019-06-20 01:39:50 | 92.52 | 100% |