The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35354 | 2025-02-10 14:21:23 | 109.18 | 98.3% |
| 34113 | 2023-10-18 08:52:08 | 111.15 | 98.8% |
| 32184 | 2022-08-02 09:13:33 | 139.25 | 100% |
| 31413 | 2022-06-28 18:17:44 | 100.98 | 97% |
| 30870 | 2022-06-19 12:49:01 | 107.88 | 96% |
| 25673 | 2022-02-02 12:53:57 | 103.19 | 97% |
| 25091 | 2022-01-19 14:22:24 | 94.90 | 95% |
| 24632 | 2021-12-29 15:30:17 | 125.06 | 99% |
| 20907 | 2021-07-28 16:56:54 | 103.50 | 96% |
| 15612 | 2021-03-24 17:31:18 | 110.27 | 97% |
| 13860 | 2021-01-25 17:15:09 | 81.13 | 99% |
| 7404 | 2020-05-16 13:27:14 | 102.77 | 97% |
| 5462 | 2020-02-02 05:13:26 | 99.53 | 98% |
| 3810 | 2019-11-25 14:40:13 | 102.94 | 97% |
| 556 | 2019-07-12 06:20:47 | 103.89 | 98% |