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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4008 | 2017-01-19 20:40:19 | 78.31 | 78% |
| 3851 | 2017-01-12 19:31:50 | 92.60 | 85% |