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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 595 | 2017-02-23 10:41:56 | 34.32 | 93% |
| 331 | 2017-02-06 10:41:22 | 34.79 | 94% |
| 202 | 2017-02-03 11:15:11 | 26.25 | 91% |