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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2752 | 2011-07-08 13:53:55 | 55.50 | 97% |
| 2621 | 2011-07-06 14:41:29 | 57.18 | 93% |
| 2422 | 2011-07-05 13:12:34 | 55.08 | 94% |
| 1928 | 2011-06-29 20:51:27 | 46.00 | 92% |
| 1794 | 2011-06-29 15:46:28 | 49.07 | 94% |
| 1759 | 2011-06-28 21:07:08 | 50.55 | 94% |
| 1428 | 2011-06-26 19:04:56 | 49.38 | 94% |
| 804 | 2011-06-18 12:56:50 | 51.20 | 96% |
| 766 | 2011-06-18 11:21:47 | 43.19 | 94% |
| 334 | 2011-06-09 13:31:09 | 43.04 | 98% |
| 79 | 2011-05-10 16:36:20 | 34.73 | 97% |