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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1929 | 2012-12-28 08:28:39 | 62.45 | 97% |
| 1694 | 2012-05-09 13:53:10 | 56.95 | 95% |
| 1490 | 2012-03-12 03:54:37 | 55.01 | 90% |
| 1437 | 2011-12-31 23:30:22 | 53.88 | 95% |
| 1129 | 2011-10-09 17:05:53 | 51.60 | 96% |
| 1082 | 2011-10-02 10:08:47 | 57.68 | 95% |
| 774 | 2011-09-02 03:08:50 | 47.27 | 92% |
| 696 | 2011-08-28 19:03:37 | 47.35 | 93% |
| 680 | 2011-08-22 02:45:30 | 46.71 | 92% |
| 622 | 2011-08-21 14:10:50 | 45.57 | 91% |