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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2839 | 2023-09-10 02:38:13 | 91.50 | 97.8% |
| 2385 | 2023-03-10 23:34:38 | 94.44 | 98% |