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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1109 | 2021-01-14 09:31:25 | 57.89 | 95% |
| 1104 | 2021-01-13 18:44:15 | 54.31 | 97% |