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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2509 | 2012-09-02 15:33:17 | 76.60 | 95% |
| 2452 | 2012-08-29 15:10:16 | 71.59 | 94% |
| 2393 | 2012-08-27 08:49:40 | 71.91 | 93% |
| 2327 | 2012-08-18 16:38:20 | 72.03 | 94% |
| 2256 | 2012-08-04 15:50:57 | 74.85 | 95% |
| 1993 | 2012-07-20 18:58:28 | 70.14 | 93% |
| 1829 | 2012-07-17 17:12:32 | 67.72 | 92% |
| 1429 | 2012-07-06 06:12:00 | 62.29 | 90% |
| 899 | 2012-06-20 08:51:44 | 71.84 | 94% |
| 566 | 2012-06-14 07:06:05 | 63.49 | 94% |
| 357 | 2012-05-26 19:42:53 | 58.73 | 95% |
| 271 | 2012-05-06 14:00:40 | 64.19 | 95% |
| 178 | 2012-05-02 12:07:54 | 62.07 | 93% |
| 150 | 2012-05-02 10:37:32 | 61.39 | 94% |