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 |
---|---|---|---|
2594 | 2008-10-24 02:24:06 | 96.76 | |
2568 | 2008-10-22 23:03:13 | 96.12 | |
2105 | 2008-10-10 20:10:22 | 93.62 | |
1731 | 2008-10-05 15:03:07 | 84.76 | |
1427 | 2008-10-02 15:26:17 | 95.04 | |
1256 | 2008-09-30 05:14:53 | 97.93 | |
897 | 2008-09-26 17:02:32 | 113.16 | |
732 | 2008-09-24 15:51:40 | 104.32 | |
725 | 2008-09-24 15:45:00 | 111.87 | |
635 | 2008-09-23 19:13:46 | 106.97 | |
548 | 2008-09-22 16:30:49 | 106.66 | |
450 | 2008-09-21 15:31:14 | 131.97 | |
443 | 2008-09-21 13:58:41 | 100.08 | |
143 | 2008-09-16 16:47:46 | 93.39 | |
50 | 2008-09-03 23:50:57 | 92.01 | |
35 | 2008-09-03 17:08:00 | 104.92 |