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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2342 | 2017-06-20 03:46:57 | 74.26 | 96% |
| 234 | 2017-03-06 00:45:06 | 71.88 | 98% |