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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3357 | 2019-03-25 10:10:28 | 77.52 | 99% |
| 1830 | 2017-08-13 09:47:04 | 63.77 | 97% |