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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4764 | 2018-11-19 23:23:44 | 52.59 | 97% |
| 3313 | 2018-09-18 21:53:49 | 63.91 | 98% |
| 1945 | 2018-09-01 22:57:36 | 57.81 | 97% |