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 |
---|---|---|---|
3055 | 2018-03-24 20:55:30 | 136.59 | 98% |
2860 | 2018-03-18 23:29:27 | 143.57 | 99% |
2463 | 2018-03-07 02:59:55 | 147.24 | 99% |
1682 | 2017-09-05 00:25:26 | 128.42 | 98% |
1580 | 2017-08-09 17:11:46 | 131.86 | 98% |
529 | 2017-04-22 00:03:43 | 125.78 | 94% |
170 | 2014-09-29 00:08:21 | 133.40 | 97% |