We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1292 | 2019-12-04 06:34:50 | 65.62 | 96% |
908 | 2019-09-12 23:10:55 | 68.34 | 95% |