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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1032 | 2018-10-29 16:07:21 | 63.12 | 94% |
| 17 | 2018-04-30 19:59:25 | 68.86 | 97% |