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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2452 | 2021-05-31 09:58:43 | 125.08 | 98% |
| 2092 | 2021-05-25 23:04:55 | 125.45 | 98% |