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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1630 | 2025-07-06 15:15:12 | 126.87 | 99% |
| 1356 | 2025-07-03 16:40:44 | 143.57 | 99% |
| 354 | 2025-06-05 11:33:00 | 131.17 | 98.8% |