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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9967 | 2022-03-11 04:53:26 | 129.98 | 98% |
| 8832 | 2021-12-24 16:57:02 | 149.37 | 99% |
| 6914 | 2021-11-04 17:59:47 | 136.03 | 98% |
| 3718 | 2019-03-20 22:40:27 | 135.94 | 99% |