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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1055 | 2017-05-08 13:47:10 | 64.32 | 88% |
| 462 | 2017-03-29 07:36:14 | 70.73 | 94% |