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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5835 | 2022-09-29 02:56:35 | 65.20 | 100% |
| 4689 | 2022-03-13 08:37:08 | 63.58 | 98% |
| 3782 | 2021-07-23 08:44:19 | 56.88 | 98% |