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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4146 | 2016-10-25 12:44:15 | 64.62 | 99% |
| 3900 | 2016-10-01 07:14:01 | 62.33 | 96% |
| 3567 | 2016-09-11 02:32:24 | 66.38 | 97% |
| 3382 | 2016-09-01 04:15:41 | 60.95 | 94% |
| 3281 | 2016-08-23 16:24:03 | 65.64 | 97% |
| 2752 | 2016-07-14 10:56:00 | 59.72 | 97% |
| 2259 | 2016-05-30 16:46:49 | 54.52 | 97% |
| 2037 | 2016-05-17 10:37:59 | 55.54 | 96% |
| 1669 | 2016-05-04 14:10:56 | 56.99 | 99% |
| 808 | 2016-03-22 10:32:40 | 48.51 | 92% |
| 687 | 2016-03-18 06:30:48 | 46.82 | 96% |