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 |
---|---|---|---|
2879 | 2020-01-03 00:03:04 | 89.09 | 98% |
939 | 2019-09-05 01:01:53 | 81.04 | 98% |