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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3773 | 2023-10-21 08:37:25 | 103.17 | 97.3% |
| 883 | 2022-05-11 12:37:58 | 67.04 | 94% |