My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1094 | 2020-02-02 08:58:36 | 48.01 | 94% |
| 193 | 2019-02-25 14:59:42 | 45.01 | 94% |