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 |
---|---|---|---|
364 | 2009-07-05 22:48:19 | 153.48 | |
340 | 2009-06-20 00:14:10 | 134.80 | |
332 | 2009-06-19 21:58:23 | 126.73 | |
283 | 2009-05-21 15:11:09 | 142.54 | |
257 | 2009-04-23 04:13:37 | 128.92 | |
214 | 2009-03-02 14:48:21 | 94.47 |