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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 453 | 2019-09-20 00:39:35 | 95.53 | 100% |
| 269 | 2019-08-13 03:32:32 | 104.98 | 100% |