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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2062 | 2018-01-07 00:35:43 | 72.17 | 96% |
| 1947 | 2017-12-14 03:56:19 | 74.19 | 96% |
| 1322 | 2015-03-04 09:15:38 | 67.08 | 91% |
| 1232 | 2015-03-02 15:17:44 | 63.27 | 88% |
| 1068 | 2015-01-11 12:33:59 | 61.32 | 93% |
| 947 | 2015-01-08 17:27:16 | 65.34 | 93% |
| 914 | 2015-01-01 01:22:38 | 62.72 | 94% |