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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 798 | 2016-10-23 04:27:52 | 90.18 | 97% |
| 406 | 2016-10-18 06:33:41 | 86.18 | 94% |