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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2931 | 2016-02-10 15:45:28 | 65.25 | 96% |
| 2684 | 2015-12-16 21:53:04 | 54.49 | 92% |
| 2298 | 2015-11-01 00:12:05 | 52.99 | 89% |
| 2158 | 2015-10-27 20:46:55 | 57.38 | 91% |
| 1304 | 2015-09-23 00:33:28 | 52.97 | 92% |
| 946 | 2015-09-03 18:40:20 | 49.79 | 89% |
| 720 | 2015-08-26 14:06:05 | 45.74 | 89% |
| 603 | 2015-08-22 13:52:10 | 42.78 | 85% |
| 342 | 2015-08-11 22:27:15 | 42.80 | 86% |