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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1638 | 2014-05-21 10:37:05 | 74.63 | 95% |
| 964 | 2013-09-29 00:35:56 | 74.19 | 97% |
| 924 | 2013-09-27 12:46:02 | 75.37 | 97% |
| 694 | 2013-09-24 01:30:14 | 64.60 | 97% |
| 559 | 2013-09-19 16:15:30 | 59.04 | 90% |
| 28 | 2013-09-15 03:56:48 | 58.87 | 94% |