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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9664 | 2023-08-05 06:23:48 | 82.74 | 97% |
| 392 | 2022-06-13 01:40:14 | 60.04 | 97% |
| 350 | 2022-06-12 10:17:14 | 54.46 | 96% |