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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6847 | 2020-04-26 17:17:54 | 101.62 | 98% |
| 1152 | 2019-08-14 06:20:07 | 96.98 | 98% |
| 540 | 2019-07-11 13:25:53 | 95.29 | 97% |