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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5645 | 2015-12-09 05:21:30 | 87.54 | 96% |
| 4096 | 2015-06-20 23:42:11 | 71.11 | 98% |
| 3548 | 2015-01-31 02:52:17 | 70.75 | 98% |
| 2826 | 2014-10-08 21:35:24 | 82.51 | 97% |
| 2188 | 2014-09-12 22:41:27 | 73.44 | 96% |
| 2007 | 2014-09-08 20:04:23 | 86.51 | 99% |
| 1538 | 2014-08-28 23:11:22 | 73.33 | 99% |
| 1302 | 2014-08-24 01:59:17 | 67.15 | 97% |
| 1136 | 2014-08-13 23:16:21 | 65.04 | 97% |
| 1016 | 2014-08-11 02:40:15 | 67.88 | 96% |
| 515 | 2014-08-01 21:23:21 | 59.82 | 96% |
| 472 | 2014-08-01 19:55:35 | 65.64 | 99% |