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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1274 | 2021-05-11 00:56:40 | 86.23 | 98% |
| 1229 | 2021-05-08 23:38:45 | 76.20 | 95% |