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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5547 | 2022-04-10 10:46:41 | 89.49 | 96% |
| 2921 | 2021-08-29 10:52:34 | 73.13 | 95% |
| 369 | 2021-01-13 23:52:53 | 64.80 | 95% |