Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2018-11-06 04:02:22 | 92.87 | 99% |
| 58 | 2018-10-30 00:44:51 | 92.07 | 99% |