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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5906 | 2023-03-06 06:33:57 | 83.31 | 96% |
| 4719 | 2022-12-19 14:52:37 | 97.80 | 97% |
| 3406 | 2022-10-06 08:14:29 | 80.57 | 95% |