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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 615 | 2021-06-16 06:42:32 | 71.11 | 97% |
| 547 | 2021-06-11 12:31:33 | 73.38 | 96% |