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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4806 | 2016-04-17 06:11:18 | 63.84 | 92% |
| 4001 | 2016-03-20 13:30:55 | 78.18 | 94% |
| 3996 | 2016-03-20 13:25:49 | 65.17 | 89% |
| 3502 | 2016-02-23 13:12:05 | 74.17 | 94% |
| 2735 | 2015-05-16 16:22:55 | 72.45 | 97% |
| 2307 | 2014-05-27 16:08:20 | 76.00 | 95% |
| 1765 | 2014-04-19 15:25:31 | 84.99 | 98% |
| 1596 | 2014-02-25 15:53:57 | 74.02 | 97% |