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 |
---|---|---|---|
4017 | 2014-09-19 05:34:38 | 102.44 | 97% |
3527 | 2014-08-25 22:24:14 | 105.79 | 98% |
3265 | 2014-08-18 00:08:51 | 106.56 | 98% |
3008 | 2014-08-13 01:42:02 | 93.60 | 95% |
2769 | 2014-08-08 05:18:06 | 84.27 | 92% |
2712 | 2014-08-07 14:17:38 | 96.88 | 94% |
2488 | 2014-08-02 09:31:31 | 108.46 | 97% |
2374 | 2014-07-24 18:48:47 | 103.84 | 98% |
2003 | 2014-07-16 16:49:12 | 89.40 | 96% |
1841 | 2014-07-13 12:20:51 | 102.48 | 98% |
1665 | 2014-07-08 04:09:46 | 101.95 | 98% |
1142 | 2014-06-17 06:11:58 | 84.27 | 92% |
837 | 2014-06-09 23:22:22 | 96.45 | 99% |
519 | 2014-05-21 04:04:48 | 105.94 | 100% |
328 | 2014-05-17 14:29:08 | 101.65 | 99% |