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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 129 | 2021-03-09 12:34:46 | 47.74 | 95% |
| 75 | 2021-03-02 20:01:21 | 39.62 | 94% |