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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2533 | 2013-04-28 18:54:55 | 138.75 | 95% |
| 2467 | 2013-04-17 01:17:11 | 113.04 | 97% |
| 2450 | 2013-04-11 19:46:58 | 128.07 | 94% |
| 2208 | 2013-03-13 04:46:33 | 126.80 | 96% |
| 1620 | 2013-02-07 00:22:15 | 96.15 | 89% |
| 888 | 2013-01-16 04:53:08 | 111.68 | 95% |
| 673 | 2013-01-11 06:16:35 | 114.26 | 96% |
| 358 | 2012-12-16 23:44:57 | 115.29 | 93% |