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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1190 | 2013-08-03 05:10:48 | 93.85 | 95% |
| 1174 | 2013-07-29 23:57:56 | 87.22 | 94% |
| 1117 | 2013-04-22 06:55:08 | 80.34 | 96% |
| 914 | 2011-11-10 07:15:36 | 73.87 | 99% |
| 556 | 2011-10-09 20:41:57 | 75.92 | 95% |
| 71 | 2008-12-08 05:48:19 | 64.17 | |
| 51 | 2008-12-08 05:20:37 | 72.09 |