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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1262 | 2017-08-28 21:16:58 | 57.72 | 97% |
| 933 | 2017-06-28 18:53:51 | 48.70 | 93% |