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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3181 | 2020-01-30 13:39:21 | 107.43 | 99% |
| 1677 | 2019-04-01 07:41:26 | 73.96 | 98% |