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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1472 | 2015-09-24 18:55:20 | 59.58 | 93% |
| 1419 | 2015-09-23 20:54:30 | 62.80 | 91% |
| 1359 | 2015-09-22 18:25:10 | 57.10 | 89% |
| 651 | 2015-05-26 03:44:40 | 51.46 | 88% |
| 206 | 2012-01-04 06:17:46 | 48.60 | 96% |
| 76 | 2011-12-24 17:28:36 | 38.22 | 92% |