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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8381 | 2017-11-08 20:44:40 | 64.22 | 97% |
| 6479 | 2017-05-14 13:42:04 | 68.71 | 93% |
| 5460 | 2017-03-15 16:27:41 | 64.17 | 93% |
| 4042 | 2017-01-08 08:23:30 | 63.78 | 92% |
| 3369 | 2016-12-17 20:29:55 | 60.70 | 92% |
| 2651 | 2016-12-03 15:22:06 | 45.16 | 88% |
| 2575 | 2016-11-29 01:30:13 | 48.26 | 87% |
| 1507 | 2016-10-28 17:24:30 | 42.79 | 88% |