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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2097 | 2014-09-11 22:51:37 | 36.47 | 90% |
| 1982 | 2014-09-08 21:38:56 | 46.54 | 94% |
| 1924 | 2014-09-05 01:09:47 | 40.09 | 91% |
| 1780 | 2014-08-20 23:42:25 | 38.01 | 93% |
| 1685 | 2014-08-17 04:09:14 | 32.96 | 86% |
| 1657 | 2014-08-16 17:21:37 | 35.43 | 89% |
| 1554 | 2014-08-04 04:05:32 | 34.08 | 88% |
| 1168 | 2014-07-26 22:28:22 | 31.77 | 89% |
| 811 | 2014-07-17 21:06:28 | 32.23 | 92% |
| 435 | 2014-07-12 20:18:49 | 28.68 | 87% |