The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 70196 | 2023-10-04 01:08:53 | 135.72 | 98.8% |
| 69617 | 2023-03-08 05:03:51 | 151.46 | 98% |
| 66768 | 2021-12-21 22:05:26 | 157.21 | 99% |
| 65990 | 2021-03-04 17:01:58 | 132.68 | 98% |
| 65433 | 2021-02-14 06:58:39 | 120.89 | 97% |
| 57891 | 2020-06-01 09:51:13 | 136.44 | 99% |
| 57151 | 2020-04-04 13:20:59 | 129.73 | 98% |
| 45562 | 2019-01-09 20:44:46 | 146.30 | 99% |
| 43702 | 2018-11-14 15:47:59 | 127.18 | 98% |
| 42709 | 2018-11-07 02:21:17 | 123.58 | 98% |
| 41854 | 2018-10-27 13:29:00 | 114.94 | 98% |
| 38167 | 2017-09-06 21:08:40 | 111.87 | 96% |
| 37471 | 2017-09-06 02:43:55 | 95.19 | 97% |
| 35935 | 2017-08-28 01:34:20 | 123.36 | 98% |