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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 322 | 2016-12-16 18:37:44 | 77.42 | 96% |
| 263 | 2016-12-15 16:44:01 | 83.29 | 95% |
| 187 | 2016-12-13 12:00:45 | 70.35 | 95% |