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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4004 | 2022-02-28 01:04:48 | 83.60 | 97% |
| 2240 | 2021-12-02 05:30:40 | 54.89 | 94% |
| 360 | 2021-10-07 04:18:36 | 74.07 | 96% |