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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2090 | 2014-10-17 17:42:15 | 134.16 | 99% |
| 1004 | 2012-08-31 20:09:21 | 112.79 | 96% |
| 728 | 2012-04-24 18:17:09 | 106.21 | 96% |
| 652 | 2012-02-11 19:26:24 | 111.53 | 98% |
| 618 | 2012-02-08 18:44:01 | 116.09 | 96% |
| 554 | 2011-08-08 03:12:01 | 108.85 | 94% |
| 424 | 2011-03-26 03:02:40 | 115.37 | |
| 154 | 2010-10-30 22:51:03 | 101.76 |