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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5793 | 2017-04-15 11:51:17 | 66.46 | 97% |
| 5435 | 2017-02-09 03:58:26 | 61.45 | 94% |