My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 272 | 2020-06-23 16:32:28 | 47.13 | 96% |
| 102 | 2020-06-15 20:35:16 | 45.26 | 95% |