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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1730 | 2022-10-14 19:41:50 | 89.91 | 98% |
| 255 | 2022-05-12 23:04:23 | 78.43 | 96% |