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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 497 | 2025-08-22 17:54:38 | 106.52 | 99% |
| 225 | 2025-07-23 12:08:00 | 104.30 | 99% |