Each memory was brought to life before me and within me. I could not avoid them. Neither could I rationalize, explain away. I could only re-experience with total cognizance, unprotected by pretense. Self delusion was impossible, truth exposed in this blinding light. Nothing as I thought it had been. Nothing as I hoped it had been. Only as it had been.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9945 | 2020-07-31 10:30:50 | 87.02 | 97% |
| 9203 | 2020-07-18 07:35:46 | 88.75 | 97% |
| 7730 | 2020-05-31 09:45:07 | 106.24 | 97% |