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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 134 | 2020-12-18 18:27:18 | 57.16 | 97% |
| 117 | 2020-06-28 04:32:34 | 60.22 | 94% |