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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1789 | 2025-06-28 03:23:05 | 159.35 | 99% |
| 1462 | 2021-04-11 01:16:04 | 133.92 | 99% |