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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3927 | 2012-05-10 03:14:30 | 109.90 | 94% |
| 2900 | 2012-03-28 19:26:42 | 138.91 | 98% |
| 2256 | 2012-03-15 05:04:59 | 118.06 | 97% |
| 2164 | 2012-03-12 19:57:52 | 108.08 | 98% |
| 1847 | 2012-03-06 05:48:13 | 97.31 | 87% |
| 1334 | 2010-12-30 08:50:10 | 104.49 | |
| 808 | 2010-07-14 04:25:22 | 109.10 | |
| 711 | 2010-07-11 00:47:08 | 125.23 | |
| 367 | 2010-07-02 07:06:30 | 101.49 | |
| 11 | 2010-06-21 07:12:30 | 95.54 |