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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768 | 2020-05-13 18:07:55 | 104.29 | 95% |
402 | 2011-08-25 04:30:30 | 96.93 | 95% |