We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5843 | 2020-01-17 00:08:10 | 73.65 | 96% |
| 2964 | 2019-07-07 14:46:23 | 69.46 | 95% |