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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4385 | 2021-01-16 12:02:15 | 100.89 | 99% |
| 3673 | 2019-07-26 02:47:04 | 109.35 | 98% |