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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2602 | 2012-04-20 22:58:38 | 97.11 | 93% |
| 2098 | 2012-04-06 17:38:46 | 90.47 | 92% |
| 1750 | 2012-02-22 20:54:56 | 100.18 | 95% |
| 1559 | 2012-02-04 11:18:40 | 81.17 | 88% |
| 1552 | 2012-02-03 18:44:17 | 89.60 | 90% |
| 1256 | 2011-12-31 13:57:07 | 92.98 | 90% |
| 1068 | 2011-12-12 13:15:48 | 93.42 | 92% |
| 1009 | 2011-11-09 19:04:59 | 78.07 | 88% |
| 856 | 2011-10-09 19:01:04 | 76.06 | 88% |
| 613 | 2011-09-16 18:27:10 | 71.78 | 83% |
| 476 | 2011-09-11 15:01:26 | 80.91 | 87% |
| 335 | 2011-08-28 15:41:54 | 86.79 | 93% |
| 255 | 2011-08-22 16:57:55 | 70.30 | 89% |