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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 282 | 2019-09-22 00:44:30 | 110.46 | 95% |
| 197 | 2019-09-20 18:10:10 | 105.38 | 96% |