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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4272 | 2021-04-12 16:26:30 | 58.47 | 95% |
| 3946 | 2021-03-08 17:29:27 | 59.38 | 95% |