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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15110 | 2021-10-09 09:58:43 | 161.71 | 99% |
| 4148 | 2019-12-08 20:12:53 | 110.27 | 96% |
| 2620 | 2019-04-06 14:24:50 | 117.57 | 97% |
| 2175 | 2019-01-03 18:06:26 | 118.25 | 97% |