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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268 | 2012-12-31 02:21:06 | 119.87 | 99% |
224 | 2012-12-30 04:32:13 | 105.28 | 95% |