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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2415 | 2017-05-31 03:11:10 | 109.03 | 95% |
| 1565 | 2017-03-10 04:07:22 | 107.51 | 96% |