I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1801 | 2011-09-29 05:00:22 | 110.43 | 94% |
1795 | 2011-09-28 05:14:31 | 124.50 | 97% |