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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3656 | 2017-07-03 17:19:31 | 126.77 | 98% |
| 3654 | 2017-07-03 17:18:06 | 105.91 | 97% |