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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2597 | 2017-10-05 13:46:10 | 79.31 | 99% |
| 1692 | 2017-08-30 09:56:09 | 78.59 | 100% |