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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 185 | 2023-07-13 07:37:55 | 80.89 | 96.8% |
| 152 | 2022-04-10 15:49:14 | 73.11 | 97% |