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 |
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3270 | 2025-03-27 16:43:47 | 83.92 | 98% |
2038 | 2020-11-09 14:55:46 | 85.43 | 98% |