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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1721 | 2017-09-29 00:23:11 | 115.90 | 99% |
| 1444 | 2017-06-25 16:09:41 | 108.24 | 97% |
| 551 | 2016-07-07 14:38:58 | 110.71 | 90% |
| 499 | 2016-05-28 13:06:04 | 123.09 | 97% |
| 255 | 2015-03-25 10:10:12 | 112.95 | 94% |
| 250 | 2015-03-25 10:05:42 | 105.85 | 95% |
| 42 | 2009-07-19 23:57:29 | 84.51 |