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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1883 | 2016-11-21 12:04:26 | 79.70 | 98% |
| 1644 | 2016-09-20 14:32:45 | 76.74 | 96% |