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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1705 | 2020-12-25 13:38:55 | 71.81 | 96% |
| 905 | 2018-05-01 22:09:56 | 62.31 | 97% |