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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11660 | 2021-09-20 14:34:26 | 91.56 | 98% |
| 9811 | 2021-05-02 16:54:16 | 84.25 | 97% |
| 8363 | 2021-02-21 12:20:20 | 97.76 | 98.2% |