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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9626 | 2023-09-06 03:07:24 | 132.02 | 97% |
| 8135 | 2022-03-02 07:31:17 | 135.83 | 97% |
| 2224 | 2018-10-29 04:57:30 | 128.94 | 98% |