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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3483 | 2025-04-02 17:44:38 | 86.76 | 97.7% |
2739 | 2024-09-17 22:54:42 | 84.33 | 97% |