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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2561 | 2017-08-12 07:59:15 | 80.37 | 97% |
| 1056 | 2016-09-09 11:58:42 | 67.52 | 95% |