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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5434 | 2016-10-08 23:13:21 | 97.56 | 98% |
| 5191 | 2016-09-23 03:13:39 | 86.64 | 95% |