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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2643 | 2016-09-25 21:43:43 | 72.49 | 94% |
| 2174 | 2016-03-07 00:48:50 | 71.50 | 92% |
| 1880 | 2016-02-17 22:05:54 | 76.12 | 96% |
| 1873 | 2016-02-17 18:55:08 | 70.72 | 94% |
| 1782 | 2016-02-12 00:14:53 | 72.67 | 94% |
| 1051 | 2015-11-15 17:34:15 | 75.70 | 93% |
| 929 | 2015-08-08 17:46:01 | 68.70 | 94% |
| 663 | 2015-03-27 18:37:45 | 73.99 | 94% |
| 558 | 2015-03-18 18:11:45 | 73.30 | 93% |
| 345 | 2015-03-10 16:44:16 | 76.12 | 96% |
| 167 | 2015-03-03 23:00:27 | 64.87 | 90% |
| 123 | 2015-03-03 02:27:43 | 67.90 | 93% |