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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16173 | 2020-12-15 02:25:08 | 106.75 | 98% |
| 2802 | 2017-09-10 05:52:24 | 72.18 | 96% |
| 1872 | 2017-07-17 00:37:08 | 86.08 | 99% |