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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4230 | 2022-01-22 09:11:50 | 115.05 | 97% |
| 3652 | 2021-12-01 07:56:19 | 93.12 | 97% |
| 696 | 2020-11-16 19:19:14 | 53.41 | 97% |