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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19224 | 2018-12-02 07:07:38 | 141.85 | 99% |
| 16637 | 2016-09-28 10:22:16 | 105.62 | 90% |