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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2839 | 2018-03-12 12:35:25 | 115.90 | 98% |
| 2826 | 2018-03-09 22:01:46 | 94.61 | 96% |
| 1753 | 2015-12-06 00:38:28 | 79.56 | 88% |
| 1674 | 2015-12-03 02:35:31 | 96.33 | 92% |
| 1416 | 2015-11-19 03:35:36 | 87.89 | 94% |
| 1410 | 2015-11-19 03:25:21 | 93.77 | 94% |
| 987 | 2015-11-10 16:26:47 | 89.40 | 92% |
| 467 | 2015-10-07 09:55:44 | 80.30 | 92% |