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 |
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5072 | 2022-11-13 16:45:52 | 71.09 | 97% |
4415 | 2022-10-05 21:54:36 | 69.54 | 97% |