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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4701 | 2015-02-15 15:57:34 | 57.91 | 95% |
| 3058 | 2012-03-06 17:17:51 | 35.79 | 92% |
| 2839 | 2012-02-04 07:13:37 | 44.64 | 95% |
| 2566 | 2012-01-06 05:24:31 | 42.48 | 93% |
| 2348 | 2011-09-25 03:57:12 | 32.35 | 93% |
| 1802 | 2011-07-03 07:59:18 | 44.71 | 94% |
| 1752 | 2011-07-02 13:35:32 | 40.52 | 94% |