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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1973 | 2009-12-13 07:48:31 | 74.09 | |
| 1909 | 2009-04-17 23:53:32 | 77.66 | |
| 1876 | 2009-04-17 11:28:46 | 80.64 | |
| 974 | 2008-09-24 10:38:23 | 72.34 | |
| 944 | 2008-09-23 11:19:03 | 76.49 | |
| 339 | 2008-08-27 10:22:08 | 72.19 | |
| 316 | 2008-08-22 22:37:34 | 66.39 | |
| 196 | 2008-08-16 03:54:08 | 78.15 | |
| 42 | 2008-08-10 03:49:28 | 65.64 |