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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3852 | 2009-01-19 06:07:51 | 62.18 | |
| 3762 | 2009-01-15 08:24:41 | 67.31 | |
| 3517 | 2009-01-06 08:04:04 | 61.37 |