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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 381 | 2021-04-09 20:06:52 | 40.53 | 96% |
| 19 | 2021-04-05 16:17:33 | 45.08 | 97% |