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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11261 | 2017-10-02 21:16:38 | 78.38 | 99% |
| 10353 | 2017-09-11 21:28:08 | 79.32 | 99% |