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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2826 | 2020-07-17 19:30:12 | 103.35 | 98% |
| 272 | 2019-06-23 23:52:46 | 83.53 | 96% |