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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3781 | 2014-11-27 18:43:41 | 145.00 | 92% |
| 3731 | 2014-11-21 13:53:17 | 156.70 | 94% |
| 3719 | 2014-11-20 18:15:47 | 158.39 | 94% |
| 3702 | 2014-11-20 02:17:51 | 157.97 | 93% |
| 3600 | 2014-11-11 03:05:28 | 153.22 | 94% |
| 3537 | 2014-11-08 23:55:55 | 140.43 | 86% |
| 1626 | 2014-04-04 16:12:36 | 137.75 | 91% |
| 1337 | 2014-03-25 14:56:55 | 143.38 | 95% |
| 1206 | 2014-03-17 17:48:02 | 145.57 | 92% |
| 475 | 2014-02-22 20:42:45 | 154.95 | 96% |
| 333 | 2014-02-17 23:20:46 | 143.79 | 95% |