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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19194 | 2019-02-16 23:06:51 | 92.29 | 97% |
| 13592 | 2018-09-06 14:03:11 | 105.11 | 99% |
| 12393 | 2018-08-08 10:53:21 | 106.09 | 98% |
| 12235 | 2018-08-07 12:29:28 | 97.52 | 98% |
| 9886 | 2018-07-20 01:56:40 | 104.45 | 98% |
| 5656 | 2018-03-09 12:46:09 | 88.46 | 97% |
| 4106 | 2018-01-12 16:07:54 | 108.77 | 100% |
| 3978 | 2018-01-11 13:36:05 | 101.63 | 98% |