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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3042 | 2012-01-30 22:55:44 | 81.03 | 97% |
| 2836 | 2012-01-23 21:54:20 | 70.11 | 93% |
| 2593 | 2012-01-05 22:55:25 | 63.02 | 91% |
| 2498 | 2012-01-05 14:24:41 | 61.07 | 90% |
| 1651 | 2011-12-09 08:32:32 | 55.64 | 91% |
| 1597 | 2011-12-08 14:36:26 | 61.67 | 92% |
| 1104 | 2011-11-29 20:13:34 | 54.58 | 92% |
| 979 | 2011-11-29 07:32:49 | 57.83 | 92% |
| 492 | 2011-11-20 21:14:17 | 54.40 | 94% |
| 157 | 2011-11-12 22:07:23 | 42.73 | 92% |