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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1282 | 2014-01-21 12:43:55 | 126.19 | 96% |
| 1251 | 2014-01-15 08:33:47 | 115.84 | 97% |
| 1242 | 2014-01-14 13:21:36 | 129.76 | 98% |
| 1226 | 2014-01-11 09:32:05 | 118.01 | 95% |
| 1201 | 2014-01-08 06:25:04 | 111.36 | 95% |
| 1076 | 2013-12-10 10:59:02 | 112.60 | 93% |
| 777 | 2013-11-06 17:28:58 | 109.46 | 96% |
| 774 | 2013-11-06 17:23:16 | 118.29 | 96% |
| 744 | 2013-10-28 16:00:34 | 109.07 | 94% |
| 554 | 2013-10-15 11:11:11 | 101.73 | 92% |
| 279 | 2013-10-06 15:06:12 | 101.42 | 94% |
| 53 | 2013-10-04 11:03:04 | 94.74 | 94% |
| 39 | 2013-10-04 10:46:32 | 91.84 | 90% |