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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13831 | 2021-06-18 20:08:43 | 132.83 | 98% |
| 13650 | 2021-06-16 17:54:53 | 124.16 | 97% |
| 12089 | 2021-06-02 17:11:16 | 129.06 | 97% |
| 9750 | 2021-04-28 18:50:21 | 116.33 | 97% |
| 6661 | 2021-03-31 11:39:30 | 126.61 | 98% |
| 5983 | 2021-03-26 11:30:02 | 142.42 | 99% |