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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1640 | 2020-01-13 15:50:26 | 98.53 | 98% |
| 1233 | 2019-10-20 13:32:22 | 116.89 | 99% |