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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9248 | 2018-06-04 13:41:56 | 66.34 | 97% |
| 4901 | 2018-03-30 19:42:49 | 57.61 | 97% |
| 2389 | 2017-08-30 16:20:28 | 63.91 | 97% |
| 1643 | 2017-06-15 15:14:31 | 44.79 | 95% |
| 1125 | 2016-10-08 08:35:49 | 46.87 | 94% |
| 1060 | 2016-09-29 17:53:38 | 42.40 | 94% |
| 914 | 2016-09-12 17:37:46 | 46.93 | 95% |
| 542 | 2016-09-01 07:38:14 | 46.66 | 92% |