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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2277 | 2013-02-19 18:43:22 | 51.38 | 88% |
| 2134 | 2012-09-26 00:07:42 | 62.99 | 94% |
| 677 | 2011-12-27 20:20:32 | 46.93 | 86% |
| 527 | 2011-09-28 22:01:47 | 47.90 | 87% |
| 363 | 2011-09-02 04:11:25 | 48.27 | 88% |
| 28 | 2011-08-14 12:54:29 | 48.94 | 89% |
| 1 | 2011-08-14 12:10:53 | 42.18 | 88% |