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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1144 | 2013-01-14 04:35:07 | 103.35 | 99% |
| 1068 | 2012-12-25 10:05:01 | 78.82 | 94% |
| 1064 | 2012-12-25 10:01:17 | 86.55 | 94% |
| 1045 | 2012-12-25 06:07:54 | 79.34 | 93% |
| 842 | 2012-12-13 12:36:29 | 78.78 | 93% |
| 256 | 2012-11-17 04:55:42 | 79.08 | 97% |
| 227 | 2012-10-09 09:44:47 | 75.09 | 93% |
| 37 | 2012-08-05 10:23:32 | 60.00 | 86% |