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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2598 | 2013-08-07 08:10:32 | 82.63 | 94% |
| 2582 | 2013-08-04 11:24:36 | 77.77 | 91% |
| 2478 | 2013-07-22 07:53:28 | 82.65 | 96% |
| 2393 | 2013-06-30 10:50:38 | 79.42 | 93% |
| 1752 | 2012-08-23 08:20:45 | 71.48 | 90% |
| 636 | 2012-07-16 12:50:41 | 71.80 | 94% |
| 448 | 2012-07-08 13:27:24 | 61.87 | 87% |