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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2179 | 2015-05-11 13:06:34 | 61.73 | 91% |
| 1532 | 2012-08-30 21:13:26 | 65.94 | 92% |
| 1468 | 2012-07-10 00:50:11 | 57.71 | 89% |
| 1158 | 2012-02-09 14:40:08 | 49.76 | 82% |
| 639 | 2011-12-04 18:14:54 | 59.55 | 88% |
| 433 | 2011-11-23 16:49:31 | 44.86 | 80% |
| 213 | 2011-11-13 18:34:17 | 43.71 | 78% |