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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1465 | 2019-12-06 21:15:00 | 70.17 | 97% |
| 751 | 2019-11-18 00:31:32 | 79.32 | 99% |