We must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence to find that enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song. But in that dance, and in that song, the most ancient rites of our conscience fulfill themselves in the awareness of being human.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1914 | 2021-07-07 18:50:27 | 91.23 | 96% |
| 1832 | 2021-07-03 13:52:05 | 98.25 | 97% |