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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2125 | 2015-08-28 16:51:10 | 92.42 | 88% |
| 1796 | 2015-03-31 02:28:21 | 100.19 | 89% |
| 1689 | 2015-02-25 04:12:53 | 81.53 | 87% |
| 1423 | 2014-08-29 22:15:15 | 95.97 | 91% |
| 1413 | 2014-08-29 15:42:25 | 104.25 | 92% |
| 1307 | 2014-08-20 15:01:26 | 96.87 | 92% |
| 1052 | 2013-09-30 19:19:13 | 91.11 | 88% |
| 880 | 2013-07-10 21:05:02 | 83.92 | 93% |