"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3509 | 2020-12-18 09:18:19 | 58.87 | 96% |
| 1054 | 2020-11-05 11:44:41 | 37.45 | 93% |