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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2802 | 2023-09-29 08:27:08 | 79.05 | 96.7% |
| 1801 | 2023-01-14 08:44:11 | 73.96 | 97% |
| 1537 | 2023-01-01 13:53:40 | 78.30 | 98% |