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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1116 | 2009-02-28 03:43:54 | 112.00 | |
| 1032 | 2008-09-26 06:06:42 | 100.89 | |
| 911 | 2008-09-18 07:06:59 | 103.62 | |
| 889 | 2008-09-18 06:42:45 | 103.79 | |
| 758 | 2008-09-15 06:26:56 | 103.82 | |
| 755 | 2008-09-15 06:24:01 | 105.37 | |
| 631 | 2008-09-14 07:01:42 | 102.27 | |
| 605 | 2008-09-14 05:57:06 | 104.98 | |
| 593 | 2008-09-14 05:36:49 | 109.61 | |
| 555 | 2008-09-14 02:17:55 | 107.95 | |
| 509 | 2008-09-13 23:58:10 | 110.07 | |
| 339 | 2008-09-11 05:41:46 | 113.34 | |
| 224 | 2008-09-08 04:07:03 | 116.96 | |
| 132 | 2008-09-07 17:54:58 | 105.49 | |
| 86 | 2008-09-05 00:41:59 | 108.54 |