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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2866 | 2016-11-01 13:35:50 | 71.06 | 96% |
| 2164 | 2016-07-12 11:37:05 | 72.08 | 93% |
| 1944 | 2016-05-22 06:42:38 | 56.14 | 88% |
| 1533 | 2015-11-04 01:14:01 | 63.36 | 92% |
| 555 | 2014-10-06 12:20:36 | 60.85 | 97% |
| 373 | 2014-07-25 11:37:21 | 40.55 | 96% |
| 311 | 2014-07-18 06:57:30 | 52.07 | 97% |