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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1776 | 2014-07-11 17:20:33 | 115.65 | 94% |
| 1715 | 2014-07-02 02:43:03 | 123.76 | 96% |
| 1665 | 2014-07-01 19:40:40 | 123.94 | 99% |
| 1424 | 2014-06-25 16:53:47 | 117.06 | 94% |
| 1101 | 2014-06-20 06:08:01 | 120.77 | 97% |
| 1015 | 2014-06-12 17:15:55 | 117.16 | 96% |
| 923 | 2014-05-31 03:19:54 | 124.16 | 98% |
| 650 | 2013-08-01 04:10:01 | 101.54 | 97% |
| 436 | 2013-06-27 17:35:42 | 100.98 | 91% |
| 426 | 2013-06-27 17:22:16 | 116.23 | 95% |
| 420 | 2013-06-27 17:17:30 | 115.31 | 95% |
| 31 | 2013-04-14 20:19:45 | 112.15 | 98% |