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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 851 | 2019-10-01 15:25:25 | 62.52 | 97% |
| 640 | 2019-09-13 12:15:58 | 52.33 | 95% |