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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13052 | 2017-04-11 01:12:04 | 107.34 | 98% |
| 12413 | 2017-02-10 20:30:33 | 106.79 | 97% |