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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3569 | 2012-08-12 16:17:53 | 80.08 | 95% |
| 3504 | 2012-08-09 00:57:04 | 77.33 | 92% |
| 2996 | 2012-02-27 03:24:41 | 79.28 | 94% |
| 2807 | 2012-01-15 23:37:08 | 96.86 | 97% |
| 2706 | 2012-01-03 19:19:16 | 83.39 | 95% |
| 1130 | 2011-05-24 14:07:52 | 73.38 | 94% |
| 1101 | 2011-05-24 08:00:09 | 60.34 | 90% |
| 819 | 2011-05-15 15:19:56 | 70.14 | 93% |
| 421 | 2011-05-12 15:07:40 | 74.60 | 94% |
| 233 | 2011-05-08 05:19:56 | 71.38 | 96% |