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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520 | 2012-10-15 18:18:17 | 40.37 | 91% |
361 | 2012-10-08 20:40:01 | 44.23 | 94% |