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 |
---|---|---|---|
1080 | 2016-09-30 13:15:25 | 71.42 | 93% |
941 | 2016-09-01 15:05:21 | 75.52 | 97% |