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 |
---|---|---|---|
4567 | 2016-09-02 03:29:40 | 115.11 | 96% |
3764 | 2015-09-01 18:55:57 | 116.65 | 93% |
3155 | 2015-07-06 03:34:37 | 122.35 | 95% |
2982 | 2015-06-21 21:19:22 | 104.81 | 93% |
2744 | 2015-06-04 00:16:01 | 121.96 | 95% |
2383 | 2015-05-09 23:28:06 | 109.51 | 89% |
2326 | 2015-05-02 22:12:25 | 123.08 | 96% |
2120 | 2015-04-02 23:51:03 | 128.47 | 96% |
1927 | 2015-03-18 22:34:27 | 128.77 | 96% |
1733 | 2015-03-06 02:20:29 | 117.00 | 97% |
1618 | 2015-02-27 04:19:43 | 113.42 | 95% |
765 | 2014-09-19 02:32:11 | 126.65 | 97% |
715 | 2014-09-08 22:08:52 | 115.71 | 95% |
547 | 2014-08-16 22:37:45 | 118.09 | 94% |
241 | 2012-06-17 21:24:59 | 105.55 | 90% |