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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5176 | 2020-10-29 07:48:55 | 69.41 | 97% |
| 3984 | 2020-09-26 17:22:21 | 57.47 | 93% |