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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1556 | 2023-02-17 10:39:47 | 62.30 | 96% |
| 1248 | 2022-12-13 12:35:53 | 62.03 | 96% |