Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
605 | 2012-11-29 08:06:17 | 64.06 | 90% |
540 | 2011-11-07 07:15:42 | 58.27 | 91% |
512 | 2011-11-06 15:37:27 | 52.28 | 86% |
418 | 2011-10-29 15:24:14 | 49.30 | 89% |