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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2674 | 2018-08-24 15:56:07 | 111.37 | 97% |
| 2304 | 2018-04-09 17:09:13 | 98.67 | 96% |