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 |
---|---|---|---|
3770 | 2018-11-16 23:43:40 | 124.18 | 98% |
3395 | 2012-06-15 07:07:21 | 106.13 | 96% |
3346 | 2012-05-22 05:16:48 | 92.23 | 91% |
2635 | 2010-11-02 17:32:39 | 109.63 | |
2056 | 2010-07-10 01:25:01 | 111.05 | |
1985 | 2010-06-24 22:01:09 | 86.37 | |
1797 | 2010-05-23 03:47:36 | 100.93 | |
1634 | 2010-03-30 17:27:49 | 91.94 | |
542 | 2009-05-09 17:49:24 | 88.29 | |
245 | 2008-10-26 01:15:17 | 84.08 | |
26 | 2008-08-11 19:28:44 | 80.52 |