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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1708 | 2015-04-07 01:35:51 | 115.52 | 97% |
| 1434 | 2015-03-17 00:56:07 | 104.24 | 94% |
| 1375 | 2015-03-09 12:09:13 | 114.50 | 98% |
| 1265 | 2015-02-25 04:12:43 | 105.26 | 96% |
| 1060 | 2015-02-16 06:56:39 | 101.73 | 94% |
| 733 | 2014-12-16 04:14:55 | 109.94 | 95% |
| 716 | 2014-12-12 04:07:47 | 117.12 | 98% |
| 711 | 2014-12-12 03:54:46 | 105.05 | 97% |
| 439 | 2014-11-02 15:57:39 | 105.90 | 96% |