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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 486 | 2022-01-28 13:30:50 | 73.22 | 96% |
| 458 | 2022-01-28 02:04:24 | 63.83 | 94% |
| 358 | 2021-03-15 19:24:18 | 75.94 | 97% |
| 225 | 2021-02-12 02:14:13 | 65.66 | 95% |