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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3077 | 2023-08-22 03:46:09 | 114.38 | 98% |
| 2201 | 2022-01-06 15:55:25 | 118.95 | 97% |
| 302 | 2021-03-01 09:48:43 | 120.01 | 99% |