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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1338 | 2018-02-10 04:09:33 | 61.10 | 95% |
| 1168 | 2018-02-07 08:49:43 | 73.96 | 99% |