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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5853 | 2019-12-01 20:36:27 | 62.30 | 99% |
| 185 | 2018-09-30 12:02:16 | 50.74 | 97% |