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 |
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825 | 2018-04-01 23:32:18 | 125.65 | 100% |
230 | 2018-02-21 23:01:16 | 104.83 | 98% |