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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2631 | 2013-08-24 09:40:58 | 63.54 | 89% |
| 2120 | 2011-05-28 05:43:08 | 57.35 | 83% |
| 1716 | 2010-12-05 06:52:12 | 56.32 | |
| 1205 | 2010-10-15 14:47:01 | 43.30 | |
| 720 | 2010-07-28 09:16:34 | 45.71 | |
| 601 | 2010-05-31 07:52:09 | 47.42 | |
| 185 | 2009-09-15 16:32:44 | 39.15 | |
| 175 | 2009-09-14 05:24:47 | 36.95 |