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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3310 | 2015-10-23 22:14:26 | 68.80 | 99% |
| 2552 | 2015-07-03 01:16:02 | 63.62 | 98% |
| 2439 | 2015-06-19 01:04:49 | 57.72 | 95% |
| 2430 | 2015-06-17 18:31:08 | 56.63 | 93% |
| 1467 | 2015-04-30 20:00:32 | 58.80 | 97% |
| 947 | 2015-04-03 17:05:44 | 45.99 | 90% |
| 693 | 2015-03-24 01:09:37 | 50.60 | 94% |
| 662 | 2015-03-24 00:24:54 | 47.94 | 96% |
| 578 | 2015-03-12 00:20:03 | 51.38 | 94% |
| 547 | 2015-03-11 21:29:23 | 47.79 | 95% |
| 113 | 2015-02-22 21:16:17 | 44.05 | 96% |