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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3517 | 2019-02-26 09:52:33 | 95.55 | 97% |
| 1962 | 2019-01-28 16:18:06 | 99.55 | 98% |