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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1159 | 2017-07-27 18:01:41 | 41.19 | 92% |
| 57 | 2017-04-26 19:26:32 | 42.26 | 86% |