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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3198 | 2020-01-22 02:18:55 | 70.92 | 98% |
| 928 | 2019-11-01 18:16:42 | 44.49 | 95% |
| 325 | 2019-10-22 18:27:54 | 56.85 | 98% |