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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1777 | 2020-07-31 23:37:03 | 101.19 | 99% |
| 690 | 2020-07-03 20:42:43 | 83.55 | 97% |