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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1222 | 2010-05-09 18:53:01 | 88.01 | |
971 | 2010-02-28 00:42:38 | 84.52 | |
386 | 2010-01-27 06:56:57 | 81.52 |