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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 357 | 2020-12-26 23:19:36 | 83.18 | 96% |
| 191 | 2020-12-14 17:30:23 | 87.93 | 98% |