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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6111 | 2016-12-12 01:21:31 | 91.80 | 99% |
| 5994 | 2016-10-30 21:28:23 | 83.68 | 97% |