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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2244 | 2017-10-06 18:49:08 | 157.58 | 99% |
| 1934 | 2017-03-25 03:57:07 | 173.90 | 98% |
| 262 | 2017-01-20 09:50:32 | 176.83 | 100% |