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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4923 | 2022-02-13 07:51:37 | 93.61 | 98% |
| 4865 | 2022-02-04 16:53:46 | 90.75 | 98% |
| 3097 | 2021-12-06 12:23:53 | 89.43 | 98% |