Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3291 | 2019-06-24 08:27:24 | 126.63 | 98% |
| 2437 | 2019-04-04 09:53:38 | 125.26 | 100% |