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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3326 | 2014-09-21 20:11:29 | 106.91 | 94% |
| 2588 | 2012-10-10 01:53:06 | 97.24 | 92% |
| 2436 | 2012-10-08 12:53:30 | 105.77 | 95% |
| 2190 | 2012-10-02 17:51:29 | 100.46 | 93% |
| 1682 | 2012-09-19 17:35:35 | 105.61 | 95% |
| 1394 | 2012-09-15 01:49:04 | 102.76 | 96% |
| 1029 | 2012-09-10 02:23:39 | 107.64 | 97% |
| 879 | 2012-09-06 23:09:12 | 94.98 | 95% |
| 778 | 2012-09-06 02:22:57 | 104.18 | 97% |
| 554 | 2012-09-04 17:52:42 | 114.60 | 99% |
| 474 | 2012-08-31 13:37:17 | 103.13 | 99% |
| 292 | 2012-08-30 22:05:38 | 99.28 | 95% |
| 3 | 2012-08-26 06:53:45 | 76.61 | 94% |