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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1612 | 2018-01-13 08:17:36 | 78.55 | 98% |
| 1260 | 2017-12-24 14:43:00 | 77.21 | 98% |
| 1209 | 2017-12-20 04:45:54 | 70.28 | 97% |