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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4527 | 2017-08-03 22:47:09 | 166.01 | 100% |
| 2936 | 2017-07-27 23:24:02 | 156.52 | 99% |