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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2044 | 2021-07-17 18:20:03 | 63.45 | 95% |
1898 | 2021-07-08 17:32:25 | 75.80 | 98% |