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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3046 | 2022-02-15 06:42:06 | 110.25 | 98% |
| 2887 | 2021-12-29 05:02:29 | 109.03 | 98% |
| 2362 | 2021-12-02 15:06:36 | 93.04 | 97% |