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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2978 | 2013-04-02 14:21:21 | 71.07 | 95% |
| 2629 | 2013-03-04 19:36:37 | 78.15 | 97% |
| 2268 | 2013-02-13 17:17:32 | 80.17 | 99% |
| 2263 | 2013-02-13 16:22:10 | 73.70 | 97% |
| 1224 | 2012-12-26 14:50:23 | 65.65 | 96% |
| 937 | 2012-12-10 21:25:00 | 70.30 | 91% |
| 346 | 2012-11-20 18:53:38 | 68.50 | 95% |
| 41 | 2012-11-09 22:44:44 | 56.99 | 96% |