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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1666 | 2016-11-22 18:04:18 | 58.34 | 94% |
| 1075 | 2016-09-30 13:51:13 | 60.35 | 97% |