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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8218 | 2023-09-02 14:23:50 | 100.44 | 96% |
| 4659 | 2022-02-23 13:07:20 | 116.77 | 99% |
| 2874 | 2021-06-17 11:49:21 | 86.93 | 96% |