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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1953 | 2012-07-03 08:50:49 | 99.53 | 97% |
| 1503 | 2011-11-01 03:21:56 | 84.88 | 96% |
| 1180 | 2009-07-27 06:30:21 | 84.92 | |
| 1134 | 2009-07-23 07:28:16 | 80.49 | |
| 1042 | 2009-07-06 08:14:51 | 79.03 | |
| 729 | 2009-06-05 10:17:46 | 70.21 | |
| 696 | 2009-06-04 08:53:57 | 71.41 | |
| 610 | 2009-05-29 08:26:42 | 71.59 | |
| 602 | 2009-05-29 06:58:56 | 67.09 | |
| 163 | 2008-11-22 05:08:23 | 63.48 |