We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1073 | 2019-07-16 05:25:27 | 70.72 | 100% |
844 | 2019-07-15 19:45:33 | 88.94 | 100% |