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 |
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110 | 2020-04-15 02:35:16 | 58.01 | 91% |
96 | 2020-04-14 03:44:28 | 66.49 | 96% |