"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5004 | 2020-12-07 14:51:45 | 55.68 | 96% |
| 3892 | 2020-06-21 00:04:04 | 56.12 | 95% |