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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2009 | 2025-07-08 16:39:09 | 121.11 | 98% |
| 633 | 2025-06-26 10:52:02 | 114.18 | 97% |
| 611 | 2025-06-26 03:08:23 | 116.76 | 98% |