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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2765 | 2017-08-21 10:44:11 | 122.59 | 97% |
| 2251 | 2017-03-22 15:22:56 | 105.54 | 93% |