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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3392 | 2012-05-16 09:02:44 | 67.52 | 90% |
| 2671 | 2011-08-21 05:09:20 | 69.23 | 95% |
| 2552 | 2011-08-13 11:41:02 | 60.87 | 88% |
| 2526 | 2011-07-18 13:42:42 | 67.01 | 91% |
| 1707 | 2011-04-27 07:54:14 | 60.05 | |
| 1659 | 2011-04-26 11:38:23 | 53.67 | |
| 1450 | 2011-04-23 08:07:58 | 55.13 | |
| 1192 | 2011-04-15 17:16:03 | 47.87 | |
| 1058 | 2011-04-13 06:23:58 | 42.88 | |
| 1026 | 2011-04-12 12:23:24 | 46.92 | |
| 96 | 2011-03-17 07:10:23 | 32.71 |