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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4155 | 2023-08-12 08:14:31 | 86.39 | 97.6% |
| 3586 | 2023-07-06 09:31:00 | 77.28 | 94.9% |
| 565 | 2021-02-26 06:30:50 | 53.26 | 95% |