Somewhere in the forest where the waters meet lie the days before us. Spinning on repeat; there's darkness through the doorways. Silence in the streets, there's something in the stillness; a distant memory.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2066 | 2020-05-29 13:40:00 | 60.56 | 94% |
1867 | 2020-05-08 18:00:05 | 66.33 | 96% |