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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2839 | 2022-06-03 15:24:13 | 74.83 | 96% |
| 1737 | 2022-02-14 11:41:30 | 63.50 | 94% |