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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24612 | 2021-01-02 08:21:56 | 118.45 | 98% |
| 21703 | 2020-09-16 23:46:02 | 111.75 | 97% |
| 18783 | 2020-07-08 18:08:52 | 96.32 | 96% |
| 17610 | 2020-06-12 21:51:23 | 124.39 | 99% |
| 13258 | 2020-03-01 20:41:58 | 102.18 | 97% |
| 11698 | 2020-02-02 02:16:46 | 99.64 | 97% |
| 9656 | 2019-12-19 02:54:38 | 90.46 | 95% |