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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3401 | 2022-06-03 18:48:39 | 99.22 | 97% |
| 3179 | 2022-03-07 13:26:46 | 90.47 | 97% |
| 71 | 2021-08-09 12:40:40 | 48.25 | 93% |