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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5905 | 2020-12-04 18:09:13 | 113.12 | 98% |
| 5113 | 2020-10-16 14:15:39 | 87.70 | 93% |