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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12907 | 2018-01-25 00:17:54 | 103.87 | 99% |
| 12443 | 2018-01-14 00:50:27 | 106.57 | 98% |