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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1946 | 2022-04-06 12:48:31 | 59.02 | 94% |
| 1373 | 2021-12-11 08:40:45 | 60.92 | 95% |
| 836 | 2021-11-06 11:00:53 | 53.07 | 94% |
| 711 | 2021-10-30 18:39:39 | 52.40 | 94% |
| 699 | 2021-10-30 18:23:24 | 52.86 | 93% |