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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1114 | 2020-06-05 04:50:27 | 42.69 | 98% |
| 545 | 2020-02-02 08:29:27 | 39.10 | 98% |