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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1899 | 2021-08-14 04:46:31 | 31.31 | 91% |
| 1722 | 2021-08-11 14:03:58 | 51.29 | 96% |