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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4347 | 2012-06-01 04:13:24 | 101.24 | 88% |
| 3493 | 2012-05-01 23:23:07 | 93.74 | 90% |
| 2756 | 2012-04-03 01:37:16 | 88.32 | 88% |
| 2367 | 2012-03-23 03:56:07 | 122.46 | 97% |
| 2313 | 2012-03-20 23:51:55 | 102.06 | 92% |
| 1838 | 2012-02-21 06:26:00 | 102.18 | 92% |
| 1480 | 2012-02-01 04:59:28 | 98.20 | 94% |
| 1307 | 2012-01-19 22:08:19 | 105.10 | 93% |
| 1271 | 2012-01-19 01:01:38 | 88.22 | 86% |
| 1258 | 2012-01-18 05:50:39 | 86.80 | 90% |
| 1255 | 2012-01-18 05:48:10 | 83.41 | 92% |
| 1248 | 2012-01-18 03:23:30 | 84.76 | 86% |