Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3063 | 2020-11-11 02:46:55 | 89.11 | 97% |
| 1933 | 2020-10-19 14:33:57 | 95.86 | 99% |