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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10192 | 2021-07-16 10:16:23 | 94.23 | 98% |
| 6484 | 2020-03-24 09:11:18 | 97.57 | 98% |