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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2586 | 2015-07-10 19:12:23 | 78.13 | 94% |
| 2069 | 2015-03-18 01:43:39 | 85.15 | 94% |
| 1803 | 2015-03-09 02:52:58 | 83.51 | 95% |
| 1763 | 2015-02-28 09:16:16 | 77.24 | 92% |
| 1253 | 2014-10-01 23:53:03 | 77.63 | 96% |
| 989 | 2013-11-06 02:10:21 | 78.65 | 96% |
| 494 | 2013-10-05 04:01:32 | 73.10 | 96% |
| 8 | 2013-09-24 22:16:30 | 70.87 | 95% |