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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16677 | 2018-09-20 22:18:26 | 97.62 | 98% |
| 16199 | 2018-09-07 14:37:32 | 97.89 | 98% |