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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4063 | 2016-11-06 04:14:59 | 134.14 | 93% |
| 3915 | 2016-07-12 04:32:14 | 150.27 | 97% |
| 3826 | 2016-06-13 07:01:51 | 138.11 | 94% |
| 3538 | 2016-02-18 06:57:48 | 142.80 | 97% |
| 1514 | 2015-04-02 17:09:25 | 138.97 | 96% |
| 1498 | 2015-04-02 16:14:14 | 129.62 | 92% |
| 909 | 2015-03-27 06:06:18 | 136.83 | 96% |
| 849 | 2015-03-26 15:26:04 | 136.07 | 95% |
| 543 | 2014-08-26 17:09:09 | 129.29 | 94% |