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 |
---|---|---|---|
4950 | 2014-01-07 10:03:50 | 99.81 | 99% |
4862 | 2013-12-10 06:11:27 | 111.05 | 98% |
4373 | 2013-09-10 03:05:14 | 115.90 | 99% |
4353 | 2013-08-25 08:35:42 | 106.49 | 100% |
4071 | 2013-08-10 02:18:46 | 109.48 | 96% |
3882 | 2013-07-16 03:08:15 | 108.67 | 96% |
3582 | 2013-07-04 01:33:37 | 112.11 | 96% |
2013 | 2011-12-13 05:54:39 | 109.89 | 98% |
1903 | 2011-12-11 06:20:55 | 105.39 | 93% |
1831 | 2011-12-11 03:21:38 | 117.30 | 98% |
1768 | 2011-12-10 20:38:39 | 88.47 | 90% |
1557 | 2010-12-18 23:34:47 | 126.55 | |
1376 | 2010-10-08 05:44:31 | 105.18 | |
1079 | 2010-09-28 04:23:22 | 90.25 | |
726 | 2010-09-18 02:18:31 | 118.31 |