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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1144 | 2012-05-10 00:15:10 | 75.93 | 97% |
| 1060 | 2012-03-24 03:19:11 | 78.43 | 96% |
| 952 | 2012-02-26 22:44:00 | 78.46 | 94% |
| 747 | 2011-11-21 05:13:43 | 80.21 | 97% |
| 581 | 2011-11-11 10:15:36 | 73.08 | 94% |
| 457 | 2011-11-05 06:06:39 | 79.10 | 96% |
| 113 | 2011-10-25 05:16:27 | 80.39 | 97% |
| 25 | 2011-10-24 01:42:18 | 72.98 | 92% |