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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2543 | 2014-08-15 01:48:18 | 80.73 | 96% |
| 2223 | 2014-08-01 19:05:32 | 77.81 | 96% |
| 1461 | 2012-06-09 05:56:31 | 86.06 | 97% |
| 1398 | 2012-06-05 11:38:41 | 91.75 | 99% |
| 1207 | 2012-05-30 11:49:08 | 81.99 | 96% |
| 736 | 2011-08-27 16:06:08 | 81.37 | 97% |
| 468 | 2011-08-17 04:41:25 | 86.81 | 97% |