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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1971 | 2022-03-12 00:32:31 | 128.40 | 100% |
| 346 | 2020-08-09 23:43:53 | 111.08 | 98% |