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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5369 | 2022-03-09 07:08:44 | 106.28 | 99% |
| 4757 | 2020-01-28 01:50:25 | 107.72 | 99% |