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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2462 | 2013-04-20 03:12:09 | 96.91 | 98% |
| 2305 | 2013-04-17 01:17:19 | 89.95 | 96% |
| 1927 | 2013-02-11 13:21:19 | 90.77 | 99% |
| 1788 | 2012-12-24 19:15:24 | 89.04 | 96% |
| 1602 | 2012-12-18 14:25:29 | 76.18 | 93% |
| 161 | 2012-08-23 01:25:07 | 48.23 | 91% |
| 36 | 2012-08-12 21:46:52 | 49.68 | 97% |