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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2197 | 2014-03-06 04:42:36 | 88.62 | 96% |
| 2059 | 2014-03-03 20:06:50 | 96.97 | 97% |
| 1564 | 2010-12-13 10:52:30 | 95.06 | |
| 1138 | 2010-08-12 07:27:38 | 87.52 | |
| 974 | 2010-07-05 06:19:13 | 95.26 | |
| 734 | 2009-05-12 09:31:44 | 93.50 | |
| 648 | 2009-05-02 21:23:14 | 86.13 | |
| 462 | 2009-02-06 07:18:52 | 76.33 | |
| 33 | 2008-11-21 17:12:24 | 75.17 |