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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 537 | 2018-08-24 06:53:26 | 70.05 | 97% |
| 491 | 2018-08-06 10:17:09 | 75.93 | 96% |