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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2711 | 2016-11-03 08:59:21 | 76.63 | 95% |
| 2505 | 2016-10-18 01:04:02 | 67.39 | 91% |