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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4951 | 2020-06-23 16:36:50 | 78.36 | 98% |
| 4478 | 2017-06-13 08:21:25 | 77.92 | 98% |