Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery, belching fire into the sky. We do our best vampire routines as we suck the dying hours dry. The night is lovely as a rose. If I saw sunlight hit you, I am sure that we'll both decompose. Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines that I dream of when I dream some day we'll both wake up for good. I will try hard not to scream. The evening winds will shake the blinds, you are stirring from your slumber. We've got something hateful on our minds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16031 | 2018-06-16 09:15:48 | 148.95 | 99% |
| 11308 | 2018-02-27 22:30:28 | 156.79 | 99% |
| 2075 | 2017-08-28 06:51:19 | 155.17 | 99% |