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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2564 | 2014-10-22 17:38:16 | 70.49 | 96% |
| 2370 | 2014-01-23 19:28:11 | 63.02 | 94% |
| 2050 | 2013-09-13 20:02:34 | 67.02 | 94% |
| 1718 | 2013-01-04 14:03:29 | 68.74 | 94% |
| 1269 | 2012-09-18 21:12:32 | 61.23 | 92% |
| 417 | 2012-07-04 13:38:06 | 63.31 | 94% |