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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 698 | 2018-11-09 00:21:18 | 113.08 | 99% |
| 275 | 2017-01-24 04:37:08 | 100.00 | 95% |