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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1645 | 2018-06-05 10:58:46 | 54.66 | 94% |
| 971 | 2018-03-08 17:02:52 | 46.54 | 94% |