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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6675 | 2016-11-18 16:41:14 | 83.47 | 97% |
| 6366 | 2016-11-04 13:20:52 | 70.94 | 90% |