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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1631 | 2014-10-21 07:10:41 | 102.88 | 95% |
| 1548 | 2014-10-13 07:48:30 | 86.98 | 94% |
| 1255 | 2014-07-04 03:24:08 | 88.01 | 96% |
| 1248 | 2014-07-03 05:52:46 | 83.78 | 92% |
| 1051 | 2011-11-22 09:17:23 | 85.83 | 94% |
| 542 | 2011-09-26 04:17:41 | 79.24 | 94% |