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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1559 | 2021-08-09 20:25:12 | 104.52 | 97% |
| 1339 | 2021-08-09 10:45:45 | 96.26 | 97% |