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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 820 | 2021-02-07 19:25:34 | 52.39 | 97.7% |
| 27 | 2020-12-20 15:13:36 | 37.85 | 95% |