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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2479 | 2012-10-26 20:35:57 | 136.52 | 96% |
| 2103 | 2012-09-25 02:17:59 | 127.68 | 97% |
| 2084 | 2012-09-24 20:04:31 | 119.83 | 96% |
| 1485 | 2012-01-23 22:45:53 | 119.33 | 95% |
| 1376 | 2011-12-15 16:53:56 | 114.07 | 94% |
| 781 | 2011-09-05 21:06:15 | 122.63 | 100% |
| 772 | 2011-09-05 03:44:11 | 106.62 | 98% |
| 759 | 2011-09-04 21:41:34 | 108.90 | 97% |
| 744 | 2011-09-04 21:07:55 | 109.75 | 98% |
| 675 | 2011-08-29 20:04:26 | 119.00 | 97% |
| 523 | 2009-12-17 12:34:16 | 107.81 | |
| 458 | 2009-11-25 12:38:36 | 103.97 | |
| 424 | 2009-11-13 21:24:52 | 116.83 |