The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 34961 | 2022-07-18 14:50:26 | 122.07 | 98% |
| 31948 | 2022-03-25 20:46:34 | 130.49 | 98% |
| 29419 | 2022-02-19 17:35:00 | 133.54 | 99% |
| 26210 | 2022-01-20 18:52:02 | 124.87 | 99% |
| 22401 | 2021-12-29 22:18:51 | 125.69 | 98% |
| 19619 | 2021-12-01 13:11:42 | 130.50 | 100% |
| 19151 | 2021-11-26 14:20:01 | 123.97 | 98% |
| 18914 | 2021-11-22 01:50:59 | 128.71 | 99% |
| 12873 | 2021-03-13 14:25:48 | 118.56 | 98% |
| 11521 | 2021-02-21 22:06:17 | 115.72 | 98% |
| 8394 | 2021-01-02 17:53:54 | 118.65 | 98% |
| 482 | 2020-11-08 17:01:33 | 113.79 | 98% |