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 |
---|---|---|---|
519 | 2009-04-02 20:09:46 | 74.37 | |
406 | 2009-02-19 16:38:20 | 75.20 | |
376 | 2009-02-10 21:18:47 | 79.52 | |
273 | 2009-02-08 00:05:43 | 69.58 | |
28 | 2009-01-18 19:08:16 | 57.06 |