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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2716 | 2016-01-07 22:28:45 | 113.98 | 94% |
| 2014 | 2015-12-12 04:32:19 | 99.14 | 94% |
| 747 | 2014-08-31 17:37:26 | 126.87 | 99% |
| 709 | 2014-08-29 22:15:09 | 116.38 | 97% |
| 702 | 2014-08-29 13:46:29 | 114.93 | 97% |
| 216 | 2014-08-06 00:15:59 | 106.62 | 93% |
| 178 | 2014-08-05 19:30:13 | 111.13 | 96% |
| 134 | 2014-08-05 10:21:50 | 122.07 | 98% |