Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery, belching fire into the sky. We do our best vampire routines as we suck the dying hours dry. The night is lovely as a rose. If I saw sunlight hit you, I am sure that we'll both decompose. Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines that I dream of when I dream some day we'll both wake up for good. I will try hard not to scream. The evening winds will shake the blinds, you are stirring from your slumber. We've got something hateful on our minds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2160 | 2017-06-29 23:36:22 | 110.64 | 98% |
| 1825 | 2017-04-28 18:24:37 | 102.04 | 94% |
| 333 | 2017-02-18 05:02:50 | 83.24 | 94% |
| 60 | 2017-01-14 16:25:33 | 88.42 | 92% |