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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1211 | 2021-07-21 03:34:46 | 115.71 | 96% |
| 1071 | 2020-11-28 08:56:45 | 112.19 | 97% |