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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11344 | 2023-11-04 02:04:42 | 102.11 | 97.3% |
| 7475 | 2022-08-15 03:57:59 | 106.07 | 98% |
| 4824 | 2022-03-21 14:27:16 | 68.22 | 99% |