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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 880 | 2021-06-07 01:33:55 | 50.70 | 95% |
| 797 | 2021-05-30 13:38:02 | 43.37 | 95% |