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 |
---|---|---|---|
1735 | 2013-07-12 03:06:17 | 76.31 | 90% |
1476 | 2013-03-17 19:32:20 | 72.60 | 88% |
1429 | 2013-03-16 14:26:53 | 73.29 | 91% |
1253 | 2013-02-15 04:06:59 | 77.00 | 94% |
1022 | 2013-01-03 06:15:23 | 68.73 | 92% |
809 | 2012-12-14 08:09:45 | 61.05 | 86% |
435 | 2012-10-27 20:29:34 | 62.90 | 89% |
22 | 2012-10-14 09:10:14 | 47.31 | 85% |