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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2275 | 2018-01-31 07:41:04 | 77.60 | 97% |
| 1002 | 2016-11-09 06:44:13 | 74.98 | 96% |