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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2625 | 2023-04-14 10:20:26 | 89.54 | 96% |
| 842 | 2022-06-14 13:51:01 | 85.40 | 97% |
| 405 | 2022-05-16 03:54:46 | 70.41 | 95% |