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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2446 | 2022-04-24 04:54:45 | 67.09 | 97% |
| 1758 | 2022-02-14 11:41:33 | 59.99 | 96% |