Fireflies, a million little pieces, feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life. In your eyes, I see something to believe in, your hands are like a flame, your palms' the sweetest pain.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1805 | 2020-01-13 11:54:40 | 62.46 | 95% |
123 | 2019-07-07 20:38:46 | 47.13 | 98% |