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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394 | 2013-11-03 14:51:43 | 110.92 | 95% |
61 | 2013-10-24 06:51:14 | 106.99 | 91% |