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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7579 | 2021-06-07 14:41:44 | 88.42 | 98% |
| 7521 | 2021-05-05 03:37:17 | 80.43 | 97% |
| 5476 | 2019-01-14 05:10:15 | 78.24 | 96% |
| 3393 | 2018-04-28 05:33:03 | 78.81 | 97% |
| 2030 | 2017-06-26 03:16:41 | 64.15 | 95% |
| 1672 | 2017-06-17 13:33:40 | 74.95 | 96% |