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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2380 | 2017-07-10 18:19:47 | 88.06 | 97% |
| 211 | 2017-02-15 22:16:10 | 87.36 | 91% |