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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4966 | 2023-10-08 15:14:45 | 163.31 | 99% |
| 3225 | 2018-07-28 14:41:26 | 126.06 | 97% |
| 1340 | 2016-02-12 18:58:14 | 128.39 | 95% |
| 641 | 2015-10-11 18:48:45 | 89.92 | 89% |
| 598 | 2015-10-11 10:01:15 | 95.84 | 91% |