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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9459 | 2023-04-27 04:33:26 | 73.90 | 99% |
| 6432 | 2023-02-14 03:23:11 | 66.16 | 97% |
| 4938 | 2023-01-10 14:41:50 | 56.68 | 96% |