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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401 | 2010-11-20 20:49:54 | 63.19 | |
399 | 2010-11-20 16:44:23 | 60.74 | |
142 | 2010-10-29 04:02:46 | 65.78 |