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 |
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291 | 2022-11-20 23:36:41 | 105.91 | 96% |
132 | 2021-02-23 02:15:03 | 107.38 | 97% |
97 | 2021-02-19 05:10:58 | 105.64 | 96.2% |