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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2809 | 2019-08-28 12:37:35 | 83.75 | 100% |
| 1763 | 2019-07-02 14:11:24 | 73.73 | 99% |