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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1459 | 2012-04-06 11:22:23 | 77.04 | 99% |
| 1276 | 2010-02-08 16:08:02 | 67.47 | |
| 1261 | 2010-02-02 11:04:35 | 68.99 | |
| 1192 | 2009-11-29 21:50:20 | 76.13 | |
| 1166 | 2009-11-29 15:46:26 | 71.67 | |
| 994 | 2009-06-08 08:40:00 | 65.72 | |
| 982 | 2009-06-05 11:45:34 | 65.40 | |
| 840 | 2009-05-31 15:19:11 | 72.24 | |
| 765 | 2009-05-27 12:47:39 | 59.19 | |
| 422 | 2009-05-11 11:00:56 | 61.85 | |
| 45 | 2008-12-10 09:58:11 | 56.28 |