Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white. And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right. I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 737 | 2015-07-26 01:24:09 | 150.83 | 99% |
| 723 | 2015-05-09 22:50:46 | 144.67 | 100% |
| 657 | 2013-08-20 10:35:26 | 122.25 | 97% |
| 610 | 2013-06-06 13:29:19 | 124.72 | 98% |
| 480 | 2013-02-06 06:49:41 | 117.40 | 98% |
| 471 | 2013-02-02 20:36:43 | 133.20 | 99% |
| 372 | 2013-01-04 22:36:52 | 103.14 | 94% |
| 299 | 2012-12-21 07:24:49 | 110.07 | 95% |
| 255 | 2012-12-13 00:21:46 | 104.34 | 94% |
| 200 | 2012-11-07 05:06:28 | 115.40 | 97% |
| 187 | 2012-11-07 04:49:13 | 123.46 | 99% |
| 131 | 2012-10-13 00:46:17 | 107.55 | 95% |
| 75 | 2012-10-03 18:31:31 | 116.86 | 97% |