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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1686 | 2012-08-28 03:56:16 | 89.71 | 95% |
| 1302 | 2011-09-01 22:29:25 | 81.20 | 92% |
| 1147 | 2011-02-11 01:30:28 | 85.61 | |
| 1008 | 2011-01-22 05:44:28 | 94.55 | |
| 840 | 2010-11-23 03:23:34 | 95.49 | |
| 641 | 2010-10-29 22:38:49 | 68.03 | |
| 447 | 2010-10-17 04:59:05 | 81.26 | |
| 315 | 2010-10-02 22:03:46 | 79.54 | |
| 247 | 2010-09-18 22:00:14 | 78.32 | |
| 2 | 2010-09-05 23:54:03 | 71.68 |