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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5493 | 2020-05-07 02:11:42 | 78.07 | 98% |
| 1551 | 2018-03-12 13:23:09 | 55.40 | 94% |