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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 297 | 2021-04-08 02:24:39 | 62.02 | 98% |
| 40 | 2021-02-10 19:15:18 | 41.88 | 95% |