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 |
---|---|---|---|
2718 | 2012-01-29 20:51:34 | 103.20 | 94% |
2450 | 2011-08-09 21:28:37 | 116.54 | 98% |
2224 | 2011-05-17 21:21:37 | 106.40 | 95% |
1911 | 2010-12-15 00:55:25 | 104.77 | |
1414 | 2010-01-24 22:10:29 | 98.72 | |
1411 | 2010-01-24 22:05:13 | 92.56 | |
1338 | 2010-01-09 10:17:47 | 100.80 | |
1224 | 2009-10-09 21:57:16 | 94.05 | |
1166 | 2009-09-25 00:37:48 | 104.09 | |
676 | 2009-08-31 00:50:14 | 104.27 | |
32 | 2009-08-17 22:30:21 | 86.60 |