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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1474 | 2013-12-02 06:00:19 | 45.25 | 89% |
| 973 | 2010-01-06 05:55:21 | 42.51 | |
| 882 | 2010-01-01 23:47:58 | 40.21 | |
| 623 | 2009-11-29 01:29:14 | 45.23 | |
| 537 | 2009-11-24 20:38:00 | 30.71 | |
| 502 | 2009-09-17 20:48:17 | 38.40 | |
| 363 | 2009-07-11 05:24:23 | 28.76 | |
| 49 | 2009-07-02 05:32:56 | 32.33 |