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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4968 | 2020-11-22 17:22:42 | 98.87 | 98% |
| 4242 | 2020-09-19 12:29:20 | 88.34 | 98% |
| 1991 | 2020-06-23 21:12:10 | 74.81 | 95% |