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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3867 | 2014-05-12 02:48:33 | 95.28 | 96% |
| 3687 | 2014-04-14 17:08:37 | 87.08 | 95% |
| 3319 | 2014-03-05 09:24:07 | 94.95 | 95% |
| 3194 | 2014-02-26 01:06:18 | 88.33 | 93% |
| 2501 | 2013-11-15 04:27:48 | 82.38 | 94% |
| 1577 | 2013-10-18 10:08:28 | 78.96 | 91% |
| 943 | 2013-10-02 14:41:49 | 84.89 | 93% |
| 887 | 2013-09-30 13:32:01 | 70.77 | 91% |
| 817 | 2013-09-26 14:08:29 | 90.08 | 97% |