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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1921 | 2024-02-13 01:09:53 | 118.28 | 98% |
| 1895 | 2024-02-12 20:05:50 | 124.01 | 97.1% |