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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2026 | 2013-10-10 03:14:39 | 114.46 | 95% |
| 1871 | 2013-09-28 08:42:12 | 125.62 | 98% |
| 1474 | 2012-06-08 09:50:39 | 130.05 | 99% |
| 1255 | 2012-06-01 23:33:38 | 130.82 | 99% |
| 1073 | 2012-05-28 14:37:01 | 123.56 | 98% |
| 760 | 2012-05-20 03:03:42 | 115.63 | 99% |
| 399 | 2011-01-04 12:54:53 | 106.33 |