The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 40112 | 2023-04-18 08:12:22 | 75.13 | 95% |
| 34897 | 2022-04-11 17:27:20 | 77.30 | 95% |
| 34339 | 2022-04-04 19:05:02 | 81.84 | 98% |
| 27898 | 2021-12-15 13:02:40 | 90.18 | 98% |
| 24879 | 2021-09-30 15:57:02 | 65.95 | 96% |
| 23479 | 2021-08-08 08:54:32 | 70.22 | 95% |
| 22178 | 2021-06-26 20:17:03 | 71.88 | 97% |
| 21629 | 2021-06-03 16:53:23 | 44.36 | 99% |
| 21497 | 2021-05-30 09:32:05 | 77.91 | 98% |
| 19612 | 2021-04-02 00:00:16 | 79.78 | 97% |
| 18752 | 2021-03-05 15:59:53 | 73.77 | 95% |
| 17585 | 2021-02-08 19:25:34 | 75.82 | 96.6% |
| 16430 | 2021-01-19 20:49:35 | 69.80 | 95% |
| 12096 | 2020-11-18 14:34:45 | 66.10 | 94% |
| 5235 | 2020-08-13 09:22:49 | 60.73 | 96% |