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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5725 | 2018-02-09 23:00:30 | 109.12 | 99% |
| 2217 | 2014-05-16 01:56:09 | 129.91 | 99% |
| 1955 | 2014-01-25 01:42:57 | 109.11 | 95% |
| 1889 | 2014-01-14 03:59:43 | 105.32 | 96% |
| 1684 | 2013-12-14 03:57:48 | 114.26 | 96% |
| 1247 | 2012-05-01 19:46:32 | 105.70 | 97% |
| 1102 | 2012-03-30 19:49:59 | 112.71 | 98% |
| 400 | 2011-10-01 23:09:57 | 101.22 | 97% |