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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 51539 | 2017-07-09 11:37:11 | 147.34 | 99% |
| 51154 | 2017-06-30 12:24:30 | 149.05 | 99% |