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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 750 | 2021-09-08 12:57:15 | 60.09 | 97% |
| 397 | 2020-09-23 17:22:09 | 45.73 | 97% |