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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 379 | 2017-02-08 02:06:30 | 33.91 | 94% |
| 345 | 2017-01-31 05:15:15 | 36.73 | 98% |