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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402 | 2012-06-10 17:57:49 | 119.08 | 96% |
389 | 2012-06-08 21:54:20 | 121.22 | 94% |
181 | 2012-05-16 18:20:57 | 105.47 | 93% |