Fireflies, a million little pieces, feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life. In your eyes, I see something to believe in, your hands are like a flame, your palms' the sweetest pain.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1898 | 2020-12-31 20:11:46 | 73.64 | 97% |
1029 | 2020-10-13 17:06:38 | 74.37 | 97% |