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 |
---|---|---|---|
2596 | 2017-12-20 09:27:04 | 110.39 | 98% |