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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1827 | 2022-05-04 15:57:16 | 105.95 | 97% |
| 261 | 2017-03-05 23:30:01 | 97.61 | 94% |