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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1877 | 2020-01-28 13:40:19 | 102.03 | 99% |
| 1458 | 2020-01-13 15:50:22 | 115.75 | 99% |
| 6 | 2017-02-24 00:09:23 | 103.96 | 100% |