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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3570 | 2021-09-27 00:51:26 | 133.92 | 95% |
| 3068 | 2021-03-22 05:14:49 | 146.29 | 100% |