"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 105 | 2019-12-06 03:24:42 | 93.58 | 97% |
| 20 | 2019-12-06 02:05:31 | 85.56 | 95% |