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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6920 | 2022-06-29 02:15:13 | 88.18 | 96% |
| 4719 | 2021-04-09 01:45:15 | 76.26 | 95% |
| 3938 | 2021-02-28 19:23:25 | 77.14 | 95% |
| 2619 | 2020-12-26 22:20:49 | 75.22 | 97% |