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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2086 | 2023-03-08 19:45:38 | 99.89 | 98% |
| 554 | 2022-10-07 10:17:01 | 89.17 | 97% |