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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2778 | 2023-05-13 14:09:09 | 93.45 | 96% |
| 1999 | 2023-03-01 10:55:49 | 88.95 | 96% |