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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7375 | 2021-03-13 01:25:31 | 93.82 | 95% |
| 6564 | 2021-01-11 12:54:47 | 95.06 | 97% |
| 3462 | 2020-03-11 23:17:16 | 96.08 | 97% |
| 1107 | 2019-11-28 18:07:13 | 101.77 | 96% |