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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5322 | 2016-09-12 19:51:43 | 103.05 | 99% |
| 5027 | 2016-09-10 07:15:08 | 100.45 | 98% |
| 4790 | 2016-09-08 17:11:28 | 99.96 | 98% |