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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15619 | 2017-08-16 14:20:16 | 95.75 | 98% |
| 15560 | 2017-07-28 13:38:16 | 100.57 | 98% |