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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2422 | 2023-08-06 13:08:59 | 108.09 | 98.1% |
| 2116 | 2023-03-30 11:49:12 | 90.59 | 96% |