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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 805 | 2017-02-03 13:28:40 | 42.68 | 93% |
| 286 | 2016-12-02 06:00:16 | 33.98 | 93% |