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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3947 | 2012-09-10 02:20:32 | 71.40 | 98% |
| 3796 | 2011-04-13 20:45:24 | 71.83 | |
| 3725 | 2011-03-31 14:04:25 | 67.46 | |
| 3518 | 2011-03-10 16:06:08 | 65.16 | |
| 3323 | 2011-02-14 17:14:58 | 65.71 | |
| 3134 | 2011-01-27 13:12:32 | 68.13 | |
| 2910 | 2010-12-03 15:34:42 | 59.96 | |
| 2875 | 2010-12-02 21:18:32 | 64.61 | |
| 2707 | 2010-11-25 01:43:13 | 63.53 | |
| 1399 | 2010-03-20 03:43:08 | 62.15 | |
| 527 | 2010-02-19 17:46:44 | 50.05 | |
| 312 | 2010-02-17 04:18:05 | 49.19 | |
| 263 | 2010-02-16 03:31:47 | 48.72 |