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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3905 | 2020-12-11 18:29:07 | 70.27 | 98% |
| 2181 | 2020-06-26 11:54:55 | 61.30 | 96% |