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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1275 | 2022-04-18 18:40:20 | 101.67 | 99% |
| 1114 | 2022-04-17 00:51:57 | 97.09 | 99% |
| 1021 | 2022-04-16 22:35:41 | 94.45 | 97% |