I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love as she lies here beside me asleep with the night. And her hair, in a fine mist floats on my pillow, reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 305 | 2020-11-02 00:13:41 | 63.57 | 95% |
| 240 | 2020-11-01 19:10:42 | 57.57 | 95% |