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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1583 | 2019-08-27 17:26:15 | 92.66 | 98% |
| 478 | 2016-09-30 08:20:43 | 84.34 | 98% |