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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2677 | 2016-09-18 22:09:34 | 85.76 | 92% |
| 1806 | 2013-03-08 23:10:50 | 91.75 | 90% |
| 1083 | 2012-10-31 19:34:23 | 103.03 | 97% |
| 1049 | 2012-10-31 01:40:04 | 82.45 | 89% |
| 955 | 2011-06-06 03:21:57 | 99.34 | 98% |
| 750 | 2010-12-04 18:45:20 | 82.34 | |
| 251 | 2010-11-10 04:50:32 | 90.26 | |
| 67 | 2010-10-29 04:29:22 | 70.19 |