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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 200 | 2020-02-20 19:32:29 | 104.93 | 96% |
| 196 | 2020-02-20 19:29:28 | 99.85 | 96% |