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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 91 | 2017-03-23 02:56:24 | 80.16 | 95% |
| 51 | 2017-03-21 01:24:26 | 73.28 | 95% |