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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19787 | 2023-03-03 17:24:58 | 119.75 | 99% |
| 16786 | 2022-09-07 10:07:22 | 105.37 | 98% |
| 14302 | 2021-11-20 10:22:34 | 94.72 | 95% |
| 12248 | 2021-05-16 19:58:23 | 125.19 | 98% |
| 5806 | 2021-01-26 16:37:45 | 89.38 | 97% |