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 |
---|---|---|---|
4782 | 2014-05-03 11:57:51 | 77.51 | 95% |
3790 | 2013-08-12 14:53:15 | 72.53 | 94% |
3522 | 2013-07-30 01:50:42 | 77.93 | 100% |
3117 | 2013-07-09 14:44:49 | 72.09 | 95% |
2671 | 2013-06-23 12:52:27 | 78.88 | 97% |
2076 | 2013-05-27 01:33:50 | 72.97 | 98% |
2057 | 2013-05-26 00:03:45 | 76.83 | 97% |
1340 | 2013-04-20 19:18:30 | 69.70 | 97% |
1309 | 2013-04-19 18:46:41 | 82.80 | 99% |
1143 | 2013-04-14 23:10:07 | 70.78 | 94% |
981 | 2013-04-11 18:22:01 | 72.98 | 95% |
849 | 2013-04-08 21:28:44 | 72.72 | 98% |
765 | 2013-04-02 00:33:43 | 74.62 | 99% |
625 | 2013-03-28 18:12:58 | 67.45 | 95% |