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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1686 | 2015-01-25 11:50:08 | 78.91 | 96% |
| 1410 | 2014-12-25 15:24:49 | 56.19 | 93% |
| 1320 | 2014-12-23 21:42:08 | 46.39 | 91% |
| 1220 | 2014-12-22 00:18:58 | 32.40 | 86% |
| 1103 | 2013-03-01 09:35:54 | 110.30 | 98% |
| 1015 | 2012-12-05 15:30:15 | 104.83 | 95% |
| 766 | 2012-07-02 21:25:19 | 100.45 | 95% |
| 81 | 2010-04-12 12:55:10 | 88.78 |