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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 408 | 2016-11-21 17:09:43 | 44.34 | 94% |
| 81 | 2016-10-27 12:01:43 | 35.44 | 97% |