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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1148 | 2017-03-22 18:00:52 | 100.52 | 100% |
| 949 | 2017-03-15 16:51:30 | 102.41 | 98% |
| 920 | 2017-03-15 10:41:16 | 93.37 | 95% |