My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2021-09-17 10:30:17 | 103.56 | 99% |
| 262 | 2021-06-17 00:17:09 | 88.92 | 99% |