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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 272 | 2019-06-05 21:53:33 | 80.60 | 96% |
| 71 | 2019-05-30 13:34:33 | 72.29 | 96% |