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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1490 | 2017-08-21 18:09:07 | 44.55 | 94% |
| 193 | 2017-02-16 17:28:14 | 27.48 | 92% |