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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 531 | 2019-10-22 17:44:02 | 59.96 | 99% |
| 444 | 2019-10-18 13:08:08 | 56.53 | 98% |