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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261 | 2011-07-20 07:18:46 | 52.56 | 93% |
94 | 2011-07-15 01:46:46 | 40.23 | 88% |