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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 263 | 2017-07-24 16:14:10 | 115.93 | 98% |
| 249 | 2017-07-18 15:39:14 | 107.91 | 96% |