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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3279 | 2011-06-13 11:17:44 | 68.43 | 98% |
| 2784 | 2011-03-04 07:41:08 | 66.64 | |
| 2465 | 2011-02-16 09:37:50 | 58.17 | |
| 1730 | 2011-01-31 03:36:27 | 64.38 | |
| 1674 | 2011-01-27 08:38:44 | 65.02 | |
| 1499 | 2011-01-24 07:46:26 | 55.77 | |
| 1431 | 2011-01-22 08:11:16 | 60.91 | |
| 923 | 2011-01-12 03:12:10 | 68.88 | |
| 894 | 2011-01-11 08:24:16 | 57.46 | |
| 780 | 2011-01-08 11:19:17 | 56.98 | |
| 765 | 2011-01-06 07:53:54 | 59.50 | |
| 217 | 2010-12-03 03:31:23 | 45.83 | |
| 29 | 2010-11-18 02:48:25 | 41.57 |