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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2024-11-18 19:43:14 | 87.64 | 97.9% |
| 868 | 2024-09-14 16:16:41 | 81.10 | 97.4% |