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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 662 | 2018-11-19 15:56:43 | 83.94 | 98% |
| 449 | 2018-11-12 20:28:44 | 67.74 | 94% |