"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1150 | 2020-11-13 11:02:44 | 98.93 | 99% |
| 488 | 2020-11-02 09:30:07 | 82.95 | 97% |