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 |
---|---|---|---|
7798 | 2020-02-01 02:07:34 | 106.74 | 98% |
6773 | 2019-02-22 20:41:36 | 101.12 | 99% |