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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10758 | 2023-02-12 18:21:16 | 117.30 | 97% |
| 6277 | 2022-09-20 00:54:00 | 96.38 | 95% |
| 1918 | 2022-05-27 15:54:15 | 105.61 | 97% |