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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306 | 2013-07-27 02:22:24 | 124.45 | 99% |
270 | 2013-07-12 22:06:24 | 120.33 | 95% |