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 |
---|---|---|---|
1302 | 2013-12-12 21:04:59 | 119.06 | 97% |
666 | 2013-12-04 17:05:40 | 114.59 | 95% |
254 | 2013-12-03 16:59:30 | 108.79 | 95% |
181 | 2013-11-30 01:44:37 | 96.17 | 93% |
107 | 2013-11-27 16:28:20 | 107.87 | 95% |