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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1493 | 2018-02-03 11:31:19 | 77.78 | 99% |
| 1271 | 2017-12-13 16:40:16 | 82.78 | 100% |