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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1115 | 2017-04-08 09:08:52 | 67.89 | 96% |
| 418 | 2017-02-12 12:24:56 | 58.73 | 94% |