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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5346 | 2020-05-20 14:42:09 | 66.61 | 97% |
| 4533 | 2018-03-19 07:34:30 | 63.93 | 99% |