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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4233 | 2018-12-06 23:51:04 | 144.89 | 100% |
| 3664 | 2018-10-29 12:38:25 | 119.12 | 97% |