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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 298 | 2016-11-03 18:57:10 | 69.83 | 94% |
| 70 | 2016-10-24 21:57:27 | 52.35 | 88% |