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 |
---|---|---|---|
712 | 2009-01-30 14:19:42 | 56.67 | |
618 | 2009-01-28 06:31:28 | 45.97 | |
454 | 2009-01-24 16:12:24 | 50.06 | |
373 | 2009-01-24 06:10:11 | 47.21 |