"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3310 | 2019-09-24 12:08:25 | 37.81 | 95% |
| 3231 | 2019-09-18 17:41:47 | 64.16 | 96% |