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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2215 | 2015-01-01 18:24:25 | 65.76 | 97% |
| 1763 | 2014-10-23 10:50:42 | 57.35 | 96% |
| 1485 | 2014-10-15 16:26:37 | 52.75 | 94% |
| 1097 | 2013-09-14 06:10:59 | 55.16 | 93% |
| 1035 | 2013-09-12 12:22:00 | 59.26 | 96% |
| 708 | 2013-08-26 17:09:55 | 53.73 | 95% |
| 682 | 2013-08-23 17:01:47 | 56.16 | 96% |
| 404 | 2013-08-02 12:23:32 | 45.97 | 93% |