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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2455 | 2013-04-09 10:00:28 | 108.62 | 94% |
| 2357 | 2013-03-25 05:42:21 | 114.25 | 96% |
| 2321 | 2013-03-20 12:40:41 | 123.79 | 99% |
| 2201 | 2013-03-11 09:31:14 | 105.60 | 95% |
| 2103 | 2013-03-01 14:19:24 | 114.78 | 96% |
| 1262 | 2012-12-21 14:51:19 | 100.84 | 95% |
| 487 | 2012-09-18 10:33:30 | 111.88 | 98% |
| 130 | 2012-08-23 02:42:28 | 98.88 | 93% |