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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3934 | 2023-06-07 18:15:58 | 80.13 | 97% |
| 2044 | 2021-01-04 23:12:39 | 74.15 | 96% |