Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1642 | 2009-12-20 00:53:18 | 101.30 | |
1549 | 2009-12-07 03:55:44 | 93.96 | |
1462 | 2009-11-29 00:57:41 | 82.17 | |
1259 | 2009-11-20 19:30:14 | 95.22 | |
595 | 2009-10-18 19:57:55 | 85.84 | |
577 | 2009-10-18 16:16:08 | 93.28 |