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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2019 | 2019-08-03 19:42:10 | 73.64 | 97% |
| 1697 | 2016-11-29 07:25:58 | 66.91 | 95% |