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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 464 | 2020-12-21 11:14:54 | 58.91 | 94% |
| 423 | 2020-12-20 20:36:04 | 58.09 | 95% |