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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 210 | 2017-12-02 23:31:38 | 79.89 | 95% |
| 44 | 2016-12-02 22:12:49 | 70.16 | 87% |