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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1623 | 2017-08-02 01:32:42 | 73.06 | 95% |
| 618 | 2017-02-01 21:48:52 | 85.46 | 96% |