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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 899 | 2020-07-21 18:01:04 | 47.30 | 97% |
| 589 | 2020-06-04 10:40:30 | 41.23 | 97% |