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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3492 | 2013-11-16 20:39:29 | 88.93 | 92% |
| 3154 | 2013-07-03 20:08:09 | 64.83 | 84% |
| 2431 | 2013-06-11 14:10:53 | 76.54 | 90% |
| 1938 | 2013-04-25 14:14:31 | 64.22 | 90% |
| 1433 | 2012-11-20 00:31:08 | 74.94 | 92% |
| 1312 | 2012-09-20 00:24:43 | 58.66 | 86% |
| 1230 | 2012-03-07 20:54:08 | 68.75 | 92% |
| 1020 | 2012-02-25 22:55:52 | 60.82 | 89% |
| 796 | 2012-02-08 20:34:42 | 45.99 | 95% |
| 261 | 2012-01-14 20:10:33 | 70.17 | 95% |
| 54 | 2011-09-02 22:49:57 | 47.69 | 85% |