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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 250 | 2020-11-18 05:20:05 | 50.42 | 94% |
| 149 | 2020-11-15 11:51:59 | 32.83 | 91% |