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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10627 | 2023-10-08 18:42:01 | 69.05 | 97.4% |
| 4349 | 2020-07-25 09:13:05 | 95.92 | 97% |
| 2146 | 2020-02-25 13:24:13 | 98.82 | 97% |