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 |
---|---|---|---|
3602 | 2010-11-16 16:52:28 | 82.77 | |
3000 | 2010-11-06 21:49:28 | 63.82 | |
1084 | 2010-10-19 17:36:29 | 62.02 | |
850 | 2010-10-16 21:56:23 | 67.49 | |
233 | 2010-10-09 10:10:25 | 61.97 | |
82 | 2010-10-07 14:13:44 | 67.67 |