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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7732 | 2022-12-29 11:47:29 | 103.01 | 98% |
| 3473 | 2019-08-12 17:04:23 | 93.55 | 98% |
| 3291 | 2019-07-07 16:55:01 | 75.01 | 96% |
| 2697 | 2019-06-19 11:43:38 | 87.01 | 97% |
| 915 | 2019-02-19 16:40:01 | 69.27 | 98% |