Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3156 | 2025-02-27 20:53:12 | 174.62 | 99.2% |
| 1900 | 2024-05-13 14:54:43 | 137.98 | 97.2% |