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 |
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1103 | 2023-10-16 01:12:08 | 72.10 | 95.3% |
1100 | 2023-10-16 01:03:20 | 67.35 | 95.3% |