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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1275 | 2017-07-13 02:41:05 | 170.62 | 100% |
| 747 | 2016-05-16 08:44:18 | 164.89 | 99% |
| 713 | 2016-05-14 06:21:12 | 156.89 | 97% |
| 689 | 2016-05-10 21:15:29 | 158.56 | 90% |
| 652 | 2016-05-07 15:16:10 | 161.23 | 98% |
| 290 | 2015-10-07 02:28:34 | 150.58 | 92% |
| 149 | 2014-09-29 04:14:45 | 169.42 | 99% |
| 128 | 2014-08-18 06:22:03 | 154.63 | 96% |
| 110 | 2014-08-17 03:16:00 | 150.43 | 93% |
| 104 | 2014-08-16 02:12:42 | 147.94 | 95% |
| 75 | 2014-08-15 03:01:13 | 149.16 | 96% |