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 |
---|---|---|---|
2506 | 2022-06-16 06:15:58 | 124.41 | 99% |
2242 | 2011-03-14 04:22:03 | 98.89 | |
1607 | 2010-02-13 03:41:00 | 79.32 | |
1583 | 2010-02-11 15:01:49 | 82.50 | |
1368 | 2009-12-19 04:34:18 | 86.05 | |
1241 | 2009-12-04 16:46:36 | 87.27 | |
925 | 2009-10-16 05:05:42 | 82.31 | |
471 | 2009-05-26 06:09:40 | 66.35 | |
444 | 2009-05-17 06:33:06 | 59.28 | |
144 | 2009-04-09 14:38:51 | 53.70 |