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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1434 | 2017-07-24 17:35:23 | 43.08 | 93% |
| 1161 | 2017-05-31 19:54:53 | 47.60 | 92% |