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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1398 | 2022-10-08 15:20:27 | 59.68 | 96% |
| 1081 | 2022-09-27 04:48:53 | 54.65 | 96% |