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 |
---|---|---|---|
1286 | 2019-11-19 18:00:52 | 30.92 | 91% |
231 | 2018-02-03 11:33:13 | 27.84 | 89% |