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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3396 | 2013-07-25 17:55:17 | 74.24 | 96% |
| 2086 | 2011-02-10 16:58:37 | 57.40 | |
| 1855 | 2011-01-29 13:07:27 | 52.84 | |
| 1393 | 2011-01-19 06:37:20 | 50.74 | |
| 1287 | 2011-01-14 06:22:56 | 54.92 | |
| 977 | 2011-01-05 14:05:05 | 50.04 | |
| 860 | 2011-01-04 08:02:04 | 48.57 | |
| 617 | 2010-12-31 18:23:29 | 42.09 | |
| 17 | 2010-11-29 17:44:10 | 30.11 |