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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2138 | 2017-08-18 17:47:16 | 96.35 | 99% |
| 2076 | 2017-08-16 15:54:51 | 101.10 | 99% |