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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 882 | 2021-02-18 21:19:24 | 60.64 | 93% |
| 126 | 2020-12-15 15:40:39 | 57.12 | 96% |