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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 598 | 2017-01-09 16:48:46 | 99.20 | 91% |
| 554 | 2017-01-03 05:56:51 | 90.92 | 88% |