There's a clocktower in Hereford, where the names of the dead are inscribed. We try to honor their deeds, even as their faces fade from our memory. Those memories are all that's left, when they have taken everything else.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 65673 | 2018-02-17 10:32:56 | 169.65 | 98% |
| 65625 | 2018-02-16 23:14:00 | 135.50 | 97% |
| 65512 | 2018-02-15 12:20:26 | 170.90 | 99% |