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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1668 | 2018-05-31 20:00:22 | 62.03 | 95% |
| 1489 | 2017-01-06 12:29:38 | 62.17 | 91% |