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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1501 | 2021-05-05 08:59:07 | 49.16 | 95% |
| 73 | 2021-03-07 16:07:28 | 36.45 | 94% |