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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 526 | 2017-01-06 17:48:23 | 78.51 | 88% |
| 145 | 2016-12-05 14:37:16 | 71.40 | 84% |