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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 521 | 2018-11-07 08:31:21 | 39.42 | 96% |
| 48 | 2018-08-24 08:42:59 | 34.85 | 98% |