Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars. Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are. As my memory rests but never forgets what I lost. Wake me up when September ends.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1996 | 2020-07-30 13:41:34 | 103.31 | 98% |
| 1838 | 2020-07-20 19:12:03 | 107.86 | 98% |