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 |
---|---|---|---|
3065 | 2009-03-30 23:09:36 | 99.15 | |
2967 | 2009-03-18 01:15:58 | 104.23 | |
2563 | 2009-02-28 20:30:39 | 95.95 | |
2472 | 2009-02-23 18:44:47 | 90.91 | |
2431 | 2009-02-21 16:35:45 | 107.83 | |
2032 | 2009-02-13 10:41:45 | 101.60 | |
1819 | 2009-02-05 16:04:11 | 104.77 | |
1304 | 2009-01-24 23:29:40 | 106.54 | |
1234 | 2009-01-23 17:06:02 | 92.82 | |
1233 | 2009-01-23 16:09:27 | 104.33 | |
1181 | 2009-01-22 11:15:38 | 93.14 | |
1030 | 2009-01-18 13:42:27 | 100.67 | |
883 | 2009-01-15 16:37:20 | 99.01 | |
868 | 2009-01-15 14:02:50 | 99.12 | |
597 | 2009-01-10 01:30:17 | 94.23 | |
505 | 2009-01-05 20:20:38 | 104.07 | |
324 | 2008-12-21 10:30:12 | 90.49 | |
285 | 2008-12-20 15:26:42 | 87.78 |