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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10559 | 2023-01-23 16:09:04 | 87.42 | 95% |
| 521 | 2021-06-01 16:04:25 | 80.30 | 97% |
| 302 | 2021-05-07 15:21:43 | 71.77 | 99% |