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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 394 | 2021-01-16 20:18:18 | 111.65 | 98% |
| 294 | 2021-01-14 02:52:52 | 99.78 | 98% |