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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2652 | 2017-02-15 22:16:09 | 91.83 | 91% |
| 36 | 2016-12-27 03:06:32 | 103.58 | 99% |