At night I'm driving in your car, pretending that we'll leave this town. We're watching all the streetlights fade. And now you're just a stranger's dream, I took your picture from my frame. And now you're nothing like you seem, your shadow fell like last night's rain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1954 | 2022-08-30 10:42:48 | 102.26 | 98% |