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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1035 | 2020-08-22 12:12:17 | 86.00 | 97% |
| 332 | 2020-08-01 03:54:20 | 77.26 | 96% |