Fireflies, a million little pieces, feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life. In your eyes, I see something to believe in, your hands are like a flame, your palms' the sweetest pain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 369 | 2020-05-17 22:30:28 | 155.46 | 100% |
| 197 | 2020-05-07 01:09:18 | 160.27 | 100% |