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 |
---|---|---|---|
58436 | 2023-09-27 15:55:00 | 113.58 | 99.6% |
54483 | 2022-11-17 20:01:32 | 95.01 | 97% |
53650 | 2022-10-20 14:10:46 | 93.63 | 97% |
50749 | 2022-06-15 14:06:33 | 93.89 | 97% |
49111 | 2021-12-22 09:03:56 | 87.13 | 97% |
48919 | 2021-12-17 18:51:43 | 96.27 | 98% |
48522 | 2021-12-02 15:19:44 | 91.34 | 96% |
44145 | 2021-05-05 11:41:18 | 97.29 | 98% |
42842 | 2021-03-19 15:41:48 | 100.65 | 99% |
37013 | 2019-12-12 16:41:36 | 105.25 | 98% |
34978 | 2019-07-29 00:44:11 | 106.23 | 99% |
34330 | 2019-06-08 16:50:58 | 97.83 | 98% |
28660 | 2018-11-04 15:32:46 | 101.22 | 99% |
23754 | 2018-05-02 14:10:04 | 94.23 | 97% |
17043 | 2017-09-24 14:09:38 | 85.56 | 97% |