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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1007 | 2015-11-15 10:46:19 | 37.92 | 92% |
| 624 | 2014-10-07 21:43:19 | 39.21 | 91% |
| 618 | 2014-10-03 17:27:00 | 37.45 | 93% |
| 462 | 2014-08-30 13:25:58 | 42.26 | 96% |
| 361 | 2014-08-17 09:11:07 | 45.72 | 96% |
| 245 | 2014-07-26 16:34:01 | 37.84 | 93% |
| 35 | 2014-07-07 14:35:27 | 35.19 | 90% |
| 29 | 2014-07-07 14:26:36 | 36.56 | 94% |