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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10318 | 2018-04-04 18:00:06 | 81.66 | 99% |
| 10035 | 2018-03-20 14:25:55 | 86.33 | 97% |
| 9959 | 2018-03-12 19:41:07 | 96.39 | 98% |
| 8925 | 2017-07-27 22:53:01 | 78.13 | 98% |
| 7704 | 2017-06-23 18:57:03 | 65.35 | 94% |
| 6857 | 2017-06-09 19:31:08 | 68.39 | 94% |
| 5427 | 2017-05-19 15:21:22 | 62.92 | 90% |
| 3232 | 2017-04-11 15:08:16 | 55.27 | 86% |
| 1979 | 2017-03-24 17:17:00 | 57.25 | 88% |
| 415 | 2017-02-24 17:48:56 | 50.40 | 89% |