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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 49 | 2019-10-09 02:13:32 | 127.97 | 98% |
| 1 | 2019-08-22 00:18:09 | 133.69 | 99% |