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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7920 | 2020-12-27 05:41:18 | 85.37 | 96% |
| 7886 | 2020-12-26 01:35:04 | 103.41 | 97% |