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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 229 | 2020-12-20 14:21:17 | 83.51 | 97% |
| 166 | 2020-12-19 16:02:17 | 85.55 | 96% |