"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 454 | 2020-11-12 22:41:40 | 78.47 | 96% |
| 224 | 2020-10-23 18:46:46 | 72.94 | 98% |