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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19224 | 2023-05-18 03:24:43 | 178.03 | 100% |
| 19123 | 2023-05-04 04:53:57 | 157.53 | 99% |
| 19026 | 2023-03-28 19:27:17 | 167.23 | 99% |
| 18750 | 2023-02-28 00:07:55 | 160.33 | 98% |
| 10297 | 2021-04-14 19:49:25 | 154.26 | 98% |
| 5064 | 2020-08-22 23:15:33 | 132.78 | 98% |
| 2577 | 2019-08-29 05:25:19 | 126.32 | 97% |