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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
1451 2019-05-10 20:52:27 128.37 99%
646 2019-03-11 21:26:00 102.34 95%
259 2019-02-19 21:53:59 98.93 96%