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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 280 | 2019-01-10 21:09:42 | 93.14 | 95% |
| 216 | 2018-12-19 02:59:37 | 113.35 | 97% |