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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1584 | 2020-11-16 18:22:54 | 64.86 | 95% |
| 897 | 2020-08-01 14:20:37 | 72.69 | 100% |