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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8859 | 2023-05-23 17:16:25 | 156.89 | 96% |
| 6348 | 2019-04-25 22:21:46 | 186.26 | 99% |
| 3527 | 2017-11-19 19:37:33 | 156.23 | 98% |
| 153 | 2015-03-07 00:44:33 | 119.62 | 89% |
| 2 | 2015-02-23 12:00:33 | 101.07 | 92% |