"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4318 | 2020-12-11 14:55:41 | 77.51 | 95% |
| 4256 | 2020-12-08 21:16:59 | 84.61 | 97% |