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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3968 | 2020-12-26 23:40:20 | 71.81 | 96% |
| 3849 | 2020-12-22 17:46:57 | 82.61 | 99% |