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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4467 | 2014-08-10 11:28:12 | 107.79 | 98% |
| 2797 | 2010-12-09 10:44:49 | 93.06 | |
| 2611 | 2010-11-29 20:20:38 | 89.74 | |
| 2026 | 2010-09-01 14:46:41 | 82.42 | |
| 2014 | 2010-09-01 12:18:21 | 93.72 | |
| 1864 | 2010-07-10 17:42:12 | 83.05 | |
| 1609 | 2010-06-27 16:51:56 | 73.39 | |
| 987 | 2010-05-30 12:24:02 | 82.25 | |
| 917 | 2010-05-24 18:34:14 | 82.00 | |
| 245 | 2010-03-04 19:00:58 | 79.77 | |
| 110 | 2010-02-21 16:21:53 | 73.92 |