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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6275 | 2020-04-28 05:45:08 | 100.34 | 96% |
| 5441 | 2018-12-09 05:02:24 | 88.82 | 97% |
| 5184 | 2018-10-19 03:40:52 | 93.26 | 97% |
| 4906 | 2018-09-06 02:12:42 | 80.96 | 95% |
| 4022 | 2018-01-08 23:14:09 | 59.16 | 93% |
| 3638 | 2017-12-13 21:33:19 | 67.73 | 95% |
| 865 | 2017-04-06 00:16:56 | 60.12 | 90% |