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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2170 | 2020-12-27 10:33:26 | 76.04 | 96% |
| 1524 | 2020-11-25 05:13:27 | 77.08 | 97% |