Somewhere in the forest where the waters meet lie the days before us. Spinning on repeat; there's darkness through the doorways. Silence in the streets, there's something in the stillness; a distant memory.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1561 | 2025-02-12 10:10:51 | 90.21 | 98.6% |