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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12293 | 2020-05-09 12:08:22 | 139.32 | 98% |
| 1947 | 2018-12-30 16:29:34 | 118.32 | 96% |