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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2018-12-11 14:27:33 | 68.49 | 97% |
| 292 | 2018-12-04 14:27:02 | 66.78 | 97% |