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 |
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1700 | 2011-12-03 10:14:50 | 85.75 | 98% |
765 | 2010-03-08 14:27:17 | 75.70 | |
409 | 2009-02-27 16:55:53 | 77.10 |