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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1739 | 2021-01-24 09:53:31 | 109.43 | 95% |
| 1354 | 2017-12-17 08:32:48 | 104.93 | 97% |