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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2738 | 2015-01-02 02:05:11 | 113.15 | 96% |
| 2685 | 2015-01-01 00:51:13 | 105.80 | 93% |
| 2040 | 2010-09-12 00:30:17 | 105.52 | |
| 1946 | 2010-09-05 00:03:13 | 102.59 | |
| 1264 | 2010-06-28 23:59:33 | 94.76 | |
| 1066 | 2010-06-19 03:46:15 | 96.85 | |
| 1058 | 2010-06-19 03:34:06 | 91.84 | |
| 948 | 2010-05-29 22:38:36 | 102.10 | |
| 891 | 2010-05-24 18:34:08 | 96.25 | |
| 827 | 2010-05-16 02:03:15 | 77.75 | |
| 189 | 2010-04-11 02:55:54 | 91.59 |