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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2315 | 2023-01-28 13:55:10 | 92.38 | 96% |
| 939 | 2021-02-08 21:04:49 | 59.61 | 93.6% |