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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2810 | 2011-01-29 11:34:34 | 92.21 | |
| 2801 | 2010-12-26 07:53:53 | 90.31 | |
| 2778 | 2010-12-16 06:02:51 | 75.13 | |
| 2733 | 2010-12-09 11:36:12 | 81.40 | |
| 2569 | 2010-03-19 15:42:21 | 71.00 | |
| 2268 | 2009-10-24 07:41:30 | 64.71 | |
| 1612 | 2009-07-28 10:19:56 | 52.50 | |
| 1260 | 2009-06-23 13:49:44 | 53.37 | |
| 351 | 2009-05-13 08:54:54 | 46.39 | |
| 72 | 2009-05-04 06:00:30 | 33.28 |