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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1650 | 2021-05-28 18:23:31 | 56.43 | 96% |
| 1031 | 2021-04-24 17:33:51 | 52.78 | 97% |