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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7303 | 2022-04-15 22:51:25 | 78.39 | 97% |
| 6152 | 2021-10-18 20:32:53 | 81.59 | 98% |
| 5762 | 2021-07-28 20:22:29 | 74.83 | 96% |
| 2513 | 2021-02-15 04:15:47 | 72.26 | 96.8% |