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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1767 | 2017-02-24 22:52:30 | 74.66 | 94% |
| 300 | 2017-01-01 01:57:50 | 43.54 | 90% |