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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2625 | 2013-11-25 18:36:24 | 143.67 | 91% |
| 2519 | 2011-01-13 20:53:18 | 130.92 | |
| 2411 | 2010-10-21 22:50:52 | 149.69 | |
| 2410 | 2010-10-21 22:49:55 | 140.10 | |
| 2283 | 2010-10-01 02:19:58 | 143.04 | |
| 2195 | 2010-09-15 06:42:38 | 136.22 | |
| 1406 | 2010-07-27 18:36:03 | 154.16 | |
| 1379 | 2010-07-27 00:00:59 | 155.64 | |
| 1216 | 2010-07-21 00:45:09 | 143.78 | |
| 924 | 2010-06-25 22:57:34 | 139.86 | |
| 873 | 2010-06-24 17:54:58 | 152.44 | |
| 764 | 2010-06-20 21:22:55 | 151.02 | |
| 279 | 2010-06-04 01:50:55 | 148.20 |