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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2111 | 2015-09-03 16:17:23 | 129.75 | 96% |
| 1691 | 2013-03-25 21:20:40 | 127.44 | 95% |
| 1660 | 2013-02-09 11:27:37 | 106.46 | 82% |
| 1640 | 2013-02-09 11:07:42 | 125.21 | 94% |
| 981 | 2012-12-08 17:48:29 | 125.83 | 94% |
| 535 | 2012-09-15 15:55:37 | 115.06 | 92% |
| 118 | 2012-04-13 16:56:40 | 102.84 | 87% |