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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1303 | 2021-05-16 12:45:19 | 56.39 | 96% |
| 814 | 2021-04-11 20:29:54 | 61.08 | 99% |