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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2781 | 2014-12-12 04:02:37 | 72.61 | 91% |
| 2484 | 2014-11-24 14:14:40 | 80.00 | 99% |
| 2439 | 2014-11-24 08:59:43 | 74.73 | 95% |
| 2016 | 2014-11-03 20:35:14 | 73.60 | 93% |
| 401 | 2014-09-04 12:02:59 | 65.13 | 98% |
| 305 | 2014-09-02 09:50:20 | 68.25 | 98% |