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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7524 | 2020-11-25 12:34:23 | 136.17 | 98% |
| 7523 | 2020-11-25 12:33:27 | 118.08 | 96% |