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 |
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2449 | 2022-08-24 08:19:46 | 90.12 | 97% |
1271 | 2021-02-27 12:49:21 | 75.61 | 95.9% |