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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 828 | 2021-05-04 20:27:33 | 82.80 | 97% |
| 496 | 2021-04-11 20:51:47 | 76.88 | 97% |