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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3327 | 2021-10-11 07:19:57 | 105.67 | 99% |
| 1888 | 2018-03-10 14:53:59 | 106.45 | 99% |