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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2003 | 2021-01-31 03:12:45 | 109.20 | 100% |
| 1694 | 2021-01-17 23:35:30 | 102.03 | 100% |
| 1565 | 2021-01-15 19:19:37 | 99.91 | 99% |