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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1813 | 2020-05-17 14:29:17 | 55.22 | 95% |
| 427 | 2020-03-29 09:58:48 | 41.37 | 94% |