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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2641 | 2009-12-21 22:51:54 | 98.79 | |
| 2444 | 2009-12-14 00:45:14 | 111.50 | |
| 1529 | 2009-11-08 14:45:26 | 103.29 | |
| 1211 | 2009-10-25 17:56:47 | 97.87 | |
| 1004 | 2009-10-14 21:10:26 | 83.02 | |
| 935 | 2009-10-06 03:08:21 | 109.04 | |
| 858 | 2009-09-07 23:22:31 | 101.04 | |
| 756 | 2009-02-16 03:37:06 | 88.83 | |
| 705 | 2008-12-22 01:20:17 | 83.13 | |
| 618 | 2008-10-29 16:08:43 | 80.20 | |
| 588 | 2008-10-27 17:53:51 | 82.62 | |
| 500 | 2008-10-15 13:59:58 | 84.26 | |
| 401 | 2008-09-21 02:43:08 | 78.20 | |
| 291 | 2008-09-09 16:09:58 | 82.55 | |
| 14 | 2008-08-10 05:32:35 | 90.12 |