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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4729 | 2020-06-24 03:03:04 | 49.56 | 94% |
| 2527 | 2017-09-25 13:56:25 | 42.76 | 93% |
| 2474 | 2017-09-25 09:39:59 | 43.49 | 93% |
| 1969 | 2017-09-06 13:01:23 | 48.03 | 96% |
| 1632 | 2017-08-03 20:49:00 | 42.58 | 94% |