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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2729 | 2013-03-25 03:55:38 | 129.65 | 96% |
| 2243 | 2013-02-07 01:27:00 | 113.21 | 94% |
| 2204 | 2013-02-03 06:13:35 | 116.61 | 91% |
| 2146 | 2013-01-29 03:29:12 | 123.65 | 94% |
| 1751 | 2013-01-02 23:33:10 | 124.58 | 93% |
| 1726 | 2012-12-26 02:06:16 | 108.34 | 94% |
| 877 | 2012-10-24 04:08:47 | 105.90 | 90% |
| 122 | 2012-10-10 03:18:44 | 99.84 | 94% |