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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 688 | 2009-12-16 12:46:50 | 112.46 | |
| 684 | 2009-12-16 12:35:26 | 115.58 | |
| 651 | 2009-12-10 09:01:01 | 111.56 | |
| 546 | 2009-11-11 10:22:25 | 119.34 | |
| 514 | 2009-11-07 20:57:37 | 115.55 | |
| 444 | 2009-10-28 21:57:13 | 104.52 | |
| 381 | 2009-10-25 15:22:02 | 120.55 | |
| 362 | 2009-10-24 09:48:37 | 112.12 | |
| 338 | 2009-10-24 04:57:05 | 107.40 | |
| 318 | 2009-10-18 14:46:53 | 106.79 | |
| 293 | 2009-10-17 12:52:19 | 102.24 | |
| 269 | 2009-10-16 10:37:19 | 107.11 | |
| 238 | 2009-10-08 13:53:34 | 102.09 | |
| 121 | 2009-10-04 16:29:15 | 100.87 | |
| 97 | 2009-10-02 23:08:37 | 100.84 | |
| 7 | 2009-09-29 00:24:48 | 97.09 |