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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5699 | 2012-01-17 22:10:32 | 104.69 | 93% |
| 4828 | 2011-12-31 03:21:06 | 116.20 | 97% |
| 4433 | 2011-11-02 02:22:38 | 104.79 | 96% |
| 4409 | 2011-05-13 00:16:44 | 97.92 | 98% |
| 4069 | 2011-03-03 21:40:27 | 95.02 | |
| 2685 | 2011-01-29 21:35:11 | 90.70 | |
| 2512 | 2011-01-26 02:58:06 | 87.23 | |
| 2334 | 2011-01-23 03:45:01 | 82.08 | |
| 2221 | 2011-01-21 03:58:30 | 80.17 | |
| 2189 | 2011-01-20 20:41:04 | 98.18 | |
| 1403 | 2010-12-29 19:22:44 | 56.01 | |
| 566 | 2010-12-12 05:20:31 | 60.69 | |
| 522 | 2010-12-12 04:16:08 | 68.94 |