"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1584 | 2020-07-19 12:49:53 | 140.98 | 98% |