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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2639 | 2019-10-23 19:12:11 | 85.16 | 98% |
| 944 | 2010-05-26 11:11:31 | 86.74 | |
| 531 | 2009-09-20 03:59:21 | 76.81 | |
| 428 | 2009-09-04 07:25:41 | 79.79 | |
| 219 | 2009-05-04 05:31:41 | 79.40 | |
| 200 | 2009-04-29 19:14:30 | 81.75 | |
| 82 | 2009-04-18 14:35:34 | 69.51 | |
| 51 | 2009-04-13 03:44:21 | 69.85 |