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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3707 | 2022-12-07 05:12:22 | 93.35 | 96% |
| 3660 | 2022-11-29 11:34:46 | 91.81 | 96% |