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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1218 | 2017-03-25 19:49:44 | 119.53 | 89% |
| 1171 | 2011-03-22 05:43:01 | 107.23 | |
| 1082 | 2009-08-15 12:25:01 | 111.68 | |
| 1061 | 2009-08-08 05:11:21 | 121.91 | |
| 834 | 2009-01-30 10:39:36 | 108.05 | |
| 610 | 2009-01-09 06:03:55 | 111.61 | |
| 166 | 2008-11-24 16:19:31 | 105.89 | |
| 50 | 2008-09-02 17:52:43 | 101.22 |