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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1740 | 2021-08-06 10:58:24 | 84.56 | 99% |
| 1040 | 2011-09-16 22:16:03 | 67.24 | 93% |
| 977 | 2011-09-03 04:38:57 | 83.64 | 95% |
| 836 | 2011-08-23 12:21:30 | 82.02 | 96% |
| 682 | 2011-08-13 19:27:27 | 76.79 | 97% |
| 664 | 2011-08-12 01:09:32 | 75.87 | 94% |
| 652 | 2011-08-12 00:56:38 | 75.30 | 97% |
| 10 | 2011-07-30 18:29:37 | 79.13 | 98% |