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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1867 | 2019-05-04 15:39:34 | 70.16 | 97% |
| 575 | 2019-03-29 05:01:41 | 63.55 | 97% |