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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5725 | 2019-03-21 13:47:27 | 81.32 | 97% |
| 5004 | 2016-04-06 09:49:02 | 89.23 | 98% |
| 4786 | 2016-03-17 10:48:07 | 82.93 | 94% |
| 4108 | 2016-01-30 18:34:27 | 85.75 | 96% |
| 3401 | 2016-01-18 16:10:52 | 82.41 | 97% |
| 1058 | 2015-12-19 15:01:14 | 62.15 | 89% |
| 331 | 2015-12-07 18:58:33 | 61.65 | 86% |