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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1197 | 2017-07-10 15:55:07 | 92.11 | 98% |
| 1009 | 2017-06-27 02:49:12 | 87.68 | 98% |