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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33793 | 2021-06-20 20:53:23 | 129.71 | 100% |
| 31620 | 2021-01-17 07:47:31 | 119.14 | 100% |
| 30468 | 2020-11-10 16:53:44 | 113.26 | 99% |
| 29902 | 2020-09-25 20:50:29 | 110.05 | 100% |
| 22923 | 2019-09-08 01:37:45 | 116.78 | 99% |
| 21768 | 2019-08-15 14:57:47 | 112.02 | 98% |
| 16894 | 2019-03-19 21:45:19 | 116.09 | 99% |
| 16724 | 2019-03-16 22:40:41 | 99.01 | 96% |
| 13841 | 2019-01-07 18:18:39 | 108.03 | 98% |
| 13189 | 2018-12-25 18:27:41 | 104.59 | 98% |
| 11852 | 2018-12-05 16:31:12 | 113.66 | 100% |
| 2211 | 2018-02-11 16:16:53 | 100.83 | 99% |
| 837 | 2018-01-02 19:51:46 | 89.20 | 97% |