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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3561 | 2021-05-25 11:14:19 | 145.03 | 98% |
| 177 | 2020-10-04 20:35:26 | 153.09 | 99% |