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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5212 | 2017-06-19 04:57:24 | 101.97 | 99% |
| 3827 | 2016-10-02 12:47:53 | 104.81 | 96% |