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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1782 | 2016-11-02 15:21:05 | 112.43 | 99% |
| 1614 | 2016-09-18 14:29:26 | 99.14 | 93% |