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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 330 | 2025-06-04 04:51:11 | 74.90 | 99% |
| 224 | 2025-06-02 06:48:55 | 69.41 | 96.2% |