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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 631 | 2021-12-27 05:38:40 | 82.88 | 98% |
| 189 | 2021-05-09 18:07:43 | 57.29 | 95% |