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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1843 | 2016-12-12 00:09:32 | 65.10 | 95% |
| 408 | 2016-10-24 03:09:05 | 60.94 | 95% |
| 362 | 2016-10-24 01:55:25 | 53.42 | 97% |