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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3303 | 2020-12-10 15:56:20 | 112.15 | 97% |
| 3082 | 2020-12-07 13:36:55 | 94.23 | 94% |