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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 980 | 2023-04-19 11:08:54 | 71.72 | 97% |
| 80 | 2021-10-29 13:19:29 | 45.53 | 95% |