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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3071 | 2017-01-10 15:17:43 | 80.35 | 92% |
| 2670 | 2016-09-23 05:44:13 | 76.09 | 93% |