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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6809 | 2020-08-23 14:31:59 | 157.98 | 99% |
| 4269 | 2019-04-25 16:18:01 | 167.59 | 98% |
| 2152 | 2016-09-15 14:27:37 | 139.36 | 93% |