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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3371 | 2012-05-13 07:25:26 | 101.19 | 99% |
| 3120 | 2012-01-27 01:00:38 | 81.48 | 97% |
| 2958 | 2011-12-13 00:25:07 | 96.92 | 97% |
| 2545 | 2011-11-09 02:24:21 | 90.52 | 97% |
| 2533 | 2011-11-09 01:17:58 | 96.77 | 96% |
| 2140 | 2011-07-14 03:25:35 | 87.29 | 94% |
| 1933 | 2011-06-23 23:03:49 | 89.30 | 93% |
| 1020 | 2011-03-31 06:41:38 | 97.04 | |
| 778 | 2011-02-18 23:44:55 | 106.92 |