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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1504 | 2011-10-04 01:41:15 | 72.93 | 94% |
| 1473 | 2011-10-04 01:02:32 | 82.39 | 97% |
| 1332 | 2011-07-02 17:15:25 | 90.37 | 98% |
| 455 | 2010-02-27 17:01:42 | 88.24 | |
| 448 | 2010-02-24 03:37:07 | 80.08 | |
| 382 | 2009-12-07 02:24:41 | 81.25 | |
| 195 | 2009-02-12 05:06:03 | 68.25 | |
| 118 | 2009-01-20 05:58:36 | 70.08 | |
| 87 | 2009-01-20 05:17:28 | 70.36 |