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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 357 | 2019-05-07 12:42:07 | 83.69 | 97% |
| 198 | 2019-05-05 17:39:27 | 87.81 | 98% |