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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2542 | 2020-04-03 20:56:33 | 106.37 | 99% |
| 2113 | 2020-03-24 04:24:54 | 129.61 | 99% |
| 2069 | 2020-03-23 04:37:28 | 101.64 | 98% |