Somewhere in the forest where the waters meet lie the days before us. Spinning on repeat; there's darkness through the doorways. Silence in the streets, there's something in the stillness; a distant memory.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2296 | 2024-02-21 20:09:30 | 140.09 | 98.7% |
1962 | 2023-01-12 09:49:53 | 145.81 | 99% |