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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 495 | 2021-10-01 15:21:07 | 97.55 | 98% |
| 461 | 2021-07-26 14:11:03 | 98.95 | 98% |