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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1755 | 2024-07-25 18:21:26 | 110.17 | 98.5% |
| 1435 | 2024-07-14 06:39:07 | 100.30 | 99.5% |
| 1346 | 2024-07-08 23:00:34 | 111.29 | 99% |