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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3002 | 2018-02-21 12:06:34 | 125.29 | 99% |
| 2941 | 2018-02-20 15:07:25 | 134.33 | 99% |
| 2336 | 2018-01-30 21:28:55 | 126.01 | 99% |