It's getting harder and harder for me to return to my true form. Some nights, I can't do it at all. What's causing it? Iron roads and machines that breathe smoke. Magic is draining from the world, and with it, we magical creatures grow ever weaker.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 221 | 2020-11-07 21:40:01 | 159.93 | 99% |
| 153 | 2020-09-10 22:39:58 | 155.80 | 99% |