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 |
---|---|---|---|
2060 | 2009-10-21 09:30:35 | 61.97 | |
1552 | 2009-09-29 05:41:01 | 58.18 | |
1345 | 2009-09-25 04:19:13 | 58.50 | |
1241 | 2009-09-23 06:48:08 | 60.04 | |
588 | 2009-09-04 03:03:37 | 49.29 |