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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4450 | 2012-06-14 10:30:30 | 108.32 | 98% |
| 3486 | 2012-01-13 17:10:43 | 94.16 | 97% |
| 3436 | 2012-01-10 09:00:26 | 96.91 | 95% |
| 3219 | 2011-12-14 13:19:10 | 93.73 | 92% |
| 2754 | 2011-09-25 15:26:48 | 95.47 | 98% |
| 2551 | 2011-08-24 02:14:50 | 84.83 | 90% |
| 2505 | 2011-08-22 10:54:27 | 83.09 | 93% |
| 1139 | 2011-06-07 03:14:39 | 95.30 | 96% |
| 748 | 2011-04-24 12:03:11 | 79.70 | |
| 506 | 2011-03-30 13:06:37 | 78.65 | |
| 499 | 2011-03-30 10:41:12 | 82.40 | |
| 404 | 2011-03-25 12:40:01 | 78.96 |