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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3796 | 2019-06-07 16:59:16 | 117.27 | 97% |
| 392 | 2019-02-19 16:53:01 | 95.63 | 97% |