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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 262 | 2021-02-11 06:57:50 | 108.00 | 97% |
| 182 | 2021-01-28 18:02:40 | 113.18 | 97.5% |