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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 805 | 2013-01-26 09:55:25 | 113.92 | 96% |
| 744 | 2012-12-31 06:38:48 | 115.29 | 96% |
| 721 | 2012-12-24 03:00:30 | 114.87 | 95% |
| 553 | 2012-10-14 07:19:19 | 107.03 | 95% |
| 443 | 2012-09-28 05:09:42 | 101.06 | 92% |
| 34 | 2012-08-31 05:25:22 | 105.98 | 96% |