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 |
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811 | 2011-01-03 17:39:52 | 72.67 | |
785 | 2011-01-03 15:35:57 | 74.89 | |
645 | 2010-12-29 12:39:17 | 71.57 |