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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3556 | 2015-11-29 04:45:09 | 117.90 | 100% |
| 2725 | 2015-10-31 08:15:45 | 97.11 | 95% |
| 2583 | 2015-10-22 23:22:53 | 94.15 | 96% |
| 2339 | 2015-10-03 10:29:01 | 100.59 | 95% |
| 1942 | 2015-09-07 14:45:19 | 101.14 | 97% |
| 1873 | 2015-09-02 09:11:09 | 109.48 | 98% |
| 1620 | 2015-08-20 07:15:15 | 100.34 | 96% |
| 1168 | 2015-07-09 10:05:44 | 103.73 | 97% |
| 1095 | 2015-07-02 23:20:24 | 86.31 | 96% |
| 666 | 2015-06-22 08:09:50 | 104.30 | 96% |
| 314 | 2015-06-08 12:26:43 | 101.27 | 96% |