Fireflies, a million little pieces, feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life. In your eyes, I see something to believe in, your hands are like a flame, your palms' the sweetest pain.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1901 | 2021-06-10 05:46:47 | 80.84 | 97% |
1885 | 2021-06-09 16:48:29 | 103.60 | 99% |