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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7663 | 2022-08-07 04:05:49 | 120.97 | 98% |
| 6970 | 2021-11-07 22:49:05 | 139.01 | 100% |
| 5896 | 2021-10-09 04:35:55 | 123.22 | 99% |
| 2928 | 2021-01-14 23:48:58 | 118.64 | 98% |