"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1606 | 2020-12-15 09:50:50 | 93.63 | 98% |
| 505 | 2020-08-30 10:45:34 | 84.79 | 95% |