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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1086 | 2016-11-24 04:34:53 | 132.19 | 100% |
| 610 | 2016-10-13 15:27:12 | 123.45 | 99% |
| 582 | 2016-10-12 15:44:04 | 91.10 | 90% |