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 |
---|---|---|---|
6055 | 2014-02-14 21:27:06 | 107.83 | 99% |
5569 | 2013-12-01 21:11:12 | 109.18 | 99% |
5428 | 2013-10-12 21:01:36 | 98.07 | 95% |
5289 | 2013-09-10 23:29:38 | 85.26 | 92% |
4703 | 2013-07-31 18:58:26 | 106.47 | 98% |
3964 | 2013-04-19 11:32:17 | 83.03 | 93% |
3309 | 2013-03-09 00:31:40 | 94.75 | 97% |
2928 | 2013-02-14 12:25:44 | 86.95 | 94% |
2405 | 2013-02-03 02:15:51 | 92.47 | 96% |
2096 | 2013-01-28 07:45:43 | 86.11 | 95% |
1732 | 2013-01-22 19:24:18 | 72.02 | 93% |
1614 | 2013-01-19 19:42:06 | 72.76 | 96% |
1460 | 2013-01-17 06:36:12 | 70.71 | 95% |
544 | 2013-01-04 06:37:34 | 66.54 | 97% |
327 | 2013-01-02 07:02:18 | 62.33 | 94% |