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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2875 | 2016-05-13 20:42:12 | 131.31 | 96% |
| 2814 | 2016-05-03 04:08:54 | 119.74 | 91% |
| 2805 | 2016-05-03 03:59:11 | 100.93 | 88% |
| 2523 | 2016-04-12 20:08:48 | 114.87 | 94% |
| 1932 | 2016-03-10 00:11:18 | 126.87 | 94% |
| 633 | 2014-11-13 06:53:34 | 118.03 | 95% |
| 568 | 2014-05-10 01:18:28 | 119.98 | 94% |
| 344 | 2014-02-06 05:24:39 | 114.94 | 95% |