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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1001 | 2020-06-15 20:35:03 | 63.93 | 98% |
| 983 | 2020-06-15 20:11:00 | 58.80 | 97% |