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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3470 | 2013-07-06 09:03:40 | 87.35 | 91% |
| 3296 | 2012-08-25 08:28:20 | 102.92 | 97% |
| 3239 | 2012-05-27 12:01:24 | 91.73 | 89% |
| 1241 | 2010-04-08 20:25:01 | 81.75 | |
| 1207 | 2010-03-28 09:43:37 | 97.01 | |
| 1084 | 2010-03-24 00:59:54 | 72.42 | |
| 1059 | 2010-03-21 12:15:13 | 101.33 | |
| 762 | 2010-02-26 14:26:59 | 90.80 | |
| 604 | 2010-02-17 01:30:02 | 73.64 | |
| 558 | 2010-02-13 17:06:28 | 88.63 |