My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10787 | 2017-08-30 00:50:09 | 104.15 | 96% |
| 10619 | 2017-08-14 22:58:23 | 115.78 | 97% |