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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 597 | 2018-06-24 17:19:33 | 92.46 | 98% |
| 424 | 2018-05-21 11:45:14 | 93.81 | 97% |