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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1702 | 2021-09-07 08:31:37 | 118.77 | 97% |
| 119 | 2020-08-14 13:05:32 | 59.46 | 96% |