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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2139 | 2018-02-19 02:56:46 | 136.75 | 99% |
| 1235 | 2011-11-28 21:58:19 | 151.03 | 99% |
| 1147 | 2010-08-24 00:48:37 | 128.78 | |
| 1121 | 2009-06-09 02:41:25 | 128.16 | |
| 873 | 2009-05-13 20:33:23 | 137.09 | |
| 855 | 2009-05-11 23:09:30 | 130.42 | |
| 742 | 2009-05-09 01:00:42 | 128.04 | |
| 674 | 2009-05-07 23:16:58 | 132.11 | |
| 175 | 2008-12-31 06:52:44 | 113.50 | |
| 154 | 2008-12-31 06:34:35 | 114.17 |