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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5074 | 2018-12-16 05:55:26 | 80.55 | 98% |
| 1770 | 2018-02-03 21:00:19 | 62.18 | 95% |