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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 561 | 2020-12-25 14:47:29 | 68.89 | 96% |
| 545 | 2020-12-25 05:04:07 | 54.15 | 93% |