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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815 | 2013-12-26 06:45:43 | 92.36 | 93% |
408 | 2011-04-26 22:14:44 | 92.01 |