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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 759 | 2017-05-18 14:47:03 | 61.92 | 97% |
| 669 | 2017-05-16 15:23:19 | 62.13 | 96% |