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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1270 | 2013-10-05 14:04:42 | 52.00 | 86% |
| 1254 | 2013-10-05 09:11:42 | 59.69 | 93% |
| 997 | 2013-09-25 12:19:04 | 53.60 | 95% |
| 983 | 2013-09-25 06:19:07 | 53.06 | 91% |
| 462 | 2013-09-03 12:26:02 | 48.06 | 91% |
| 142 | 2013-02-12 08:21:28 | 38.49 | 89% |