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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2918 | 2014-10-21 21:13:12 | 62.05 | 95% |
| 2845 | 2014-10-17 15:59:21 | 55.60 | 95% |
| 2238 | 2014-09-18 14:18:10 | 68.23 | 95% |
| 1401 | 2014-08-29 14:43:52 | 64.22 | 95% |
| 1225 | 2014-08-22 20:21:39 | 58.97 | 97% |
| 1019 | 2014-08-11 17:15:08 | 66.49 | 96% |
| 230 | 2014-07-31 15:18:09 | 59.68 | 96% |
| 146 | 2014-07-28 18:42:21 | 49.33 | 90% |
| 6 | 2014-07-19 22:00:16 | 57.89 | 96% |