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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3888 | 2023-10-27 15:57:28 | 89.48 | 98.5% |
| 1995 | 2023-07-14 11:43:44 | 80.33 | 96% |