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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 566 | 2020-05-11 10:27:44 | 57.51 | 95% |
| 481 | 2020-05-07 13:04:44 | 55.40 | 94% |