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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1083 | 2020-03-04 03:07:56 | 59.45 | 97% |
| 656 | 2019-07-04 13:16:25 | 44.51 | 94% |