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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1925 | 2020-05-16 09:01:46 | 97.88 | 98% |
| 387 | 2017-05-28 11:16:00 | 82.27 | 96% |