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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2586 | 2019-04-17 15:08:41 | 94.07 | 99% |
| 1502 | 2018-11-04 03:22:33 | 81.81 | 98% |
| 1304 | 2015-05-01 10:15:03 | 79.85 | 95% |
| 967 | 2013-02-12 08:08:15 | 91.42 | 98% |
| 840 | 2013-01-10 15:20:55 | 84.62 | 96% |
| 574 | 2012-05-20 15:15:10 | 68.69 | 96% |
| 382 | 2012-05-06 03:45:30 | 68.90 | 96% |