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 |
---|---|---|---|
4008 | 2016-10-28 13:18:52 | 91.10 | 99% |
3881 | 2015-07-01 21:26:06 | 70.08 | 92% |
3462 | 2009-10-26 20:41:55 | 70.95 | |
3447 | 2009-10-23 17:01:42 | 56.84 | |
3315 | 2009-07-21 20:18:23 | 81.97 | |
3182 | 2009-05-26 19:52:07 | 55.48 | |
2918 | 2009-04-30 18:53:01 | 75.63 | |
2903 | 2009-04-29 18:40:12 | 79.60 | |
2644 | 2009-04-19 06:32:51 | 70.55 | |
1422 | 2009-02-19 21:37:41 | 61.39 | |
1061 | 2009-02-06 21:06:56 | 63.74 | |
953 | 2009-01-31 22:18:28 | 54.17 | |
690 | 2009-01-20 20:53:16 | 60.23 | |
630 | 2009-01-19 19:52:14 | 63.28 | |
570 | 2009-01-18 12:48:30 | 54.57 |