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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2557 | 2021-09-06 16:09:12 | 112.59 | 99% |
| 1194 | 2021-01-03 07:44:24 | 108.76 | 100% |