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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1560 | 2021-10-04 19:25:04 | 61.19 | 94% |
| 1089 | 2021-01-10 00:29:47 | 69.64 | 95% |