I've seen it watching me, that misty thing without a face. It weaves my thoughts, lined them up in black lace. It buries my shape and leaves no trace. Tomorrow I will have no shame, and I will start again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1112 | 2020-08-23 00:34:29 | 79.90 | 97% |
| 166 | 2020-06-19 03:50:37 | 65.48 | 95% |