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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2705 | 2015-08-26 19:59:00 | 64.86 | 97% |
| 2582 | 2015-08-13 22:31:39 | 60.09 | 96% |
| 2066 | 2015-07-14 22:25:53 | 55.15 | 95% |
| 2017 | 2015-07-10 18:36:40 | 55.57 | 96% |
| 1506 | 2015-06-11 22:15:51 | 53.37 | 95% |
| 1340 | 2015-06-02 14:53:25 | 57.90 | 97% |
| 1251 | 2015-05-28 21:38:26 | 55.64 | 96% |
| 359 | 2014-12-30 21:09:45 | 39.54 | 93% |
| 102 | 2014-11-24 00:28:43 | 33.20 | 95% |