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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10856 | 2022-05-10 20:50:59 | 92.35 | 96% |
| 8627 | 2021-03-10 09:26:02 | 87.91 | 96% |
| 2339 | 2020-05-31 13:54:40 | 68.35 | 94% |