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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10195 | 2022-11-21 22:54:25 | 109.73 | 98% |
| 6994 | 2021-12-12 05:51:34 | 111.26 | 98% |
| 3158 | 2021-01-27 19:33:08 | 108.75 | 98.7% |