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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14954 | 2023-10-03 18:23:41 | 93.52 | 95.8% |
| 12454 | 2021-08-02 18:36:57 | 104.56 | 98% |
| 9106 | 2020-03-16 07:03:27 | 103.26 | 97% |
| 5963 | 2019-06-11 04:48:29 | 87.06 | 96% |