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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11049 | 2018-09-19 15:00:49 | 70.83 | 98% |
| 6622 | 2018-04-23 12:21:19 | 63.46 | 97% |
| 5625 | 2018-04-08 08:46:51 | 61.39 | 98% |