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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3323 | 2017-03-17 23:16:44 | 82.21 | 91% |
| 3292 | 2017-03-05 00:17:04 | 76.95 | 90% |