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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3567 | 2019-04-24 21:52:16 | 78.87 | 99% |
| 1605 | 2019-02-13 15:50:53 | 74.89 | 100% |