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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1725 | 2015-02-13 19:36:54 | 68.46 | 93% |
| 1646 | 2014-04-22 13:43:47 | 91.62 | 96% |
| 1564 | 2014-04-16 07:26:23 | 81.92 | 93% |
| 1123 | 2013-08-14 08:07:37 | 88.75 | 96% |
| 1003 | 2013-08-05 18:29:35 | 76.17 | 94% |
| 527 | 2013-07-02 21:59:31 | 73.29 | 91% |
| 429 | 2013-07-01 19:56:18 | 72.45 | 92% |