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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1937 | 2018-10-03 21:53:08 | 85.20 | 95% |
| 1086 | 2018-07-15 04:09:58 | 94.43 | 97% |