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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7840 | 2017-03-26 03:35:54 | 105.84 | 98% |
| 7252 | 2016-12-19 23:41:19 | 106.35 | 98% |