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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2127 | 2017-10-25 12:28:52 | 73.26 | 97% |
| 1516 | 2016-10-22 15:14:55 | 59.57 | 94% |