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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 459 | 2019-06-08 12:04:57 | 58.51 | 93% |
| 234 | 2019-04-06 04:09:54 | 69.62 | 96% |