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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 246 | 2021-07-13 10:20:44 | 58.53 | 94% |
| 161 | 2021-07-11 04:39:09 | 61.66 | 96% |