"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1820 | 2019-10-13 08:27:38 | 80.40 | 100% |
| 1786 | 2019-10-12 12:19:37 | 70.72 | 95% |