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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 612 | 2022-01-13 16:32:06 | 57.34 | 98% |
| 366 | 2021-07-19 04:38:41 | 55.72 | 98% |