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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6865 | 2018-11-30 06:18:14 | 109.35 | 98% |
| 5826 | 2018-09-26 02:11:46 | 98.95 | 98% |
| 5552 | 2018-08-28 22:49:29 | 104.68 | 100% |
| 3871 | 2018-03-07 00:36:36 | 102.51 | 97% |
| 1841 | 2017-03-19 17:26:15 | 90.13 | 95% |
| 969 | 2016-11-21 02:59:14 | 82.60 | 92% |
| 25 | 2016-08-12 20:59:43 | 56.17 | 90% |