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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1395 | 2017-06-14 18:31:31 | 108.62 | 99% |
| 554 | 2017-05-10 23:37:58 | 92.39 | 94% |