"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5235 | 2020-04-12 22:50:05 | 82.78 | 98% |
| 3061 | 2020-03-20 18:44:33 | 80.74 | 99% |