I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1556 | 2018-04-06 05:48:06 | 83.83 | 99% |
| 568 | 2018-01-16 13:37:41 | 86.53 | 98% |
| 380 | 2018-01-04 05:13:54 | 79.11 | 99% |