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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1182 | 2019-12-14 16:42:05 | 43.34 | 95% |
| 553 | 2019-06-20 16:21:03 | 36.47 | 91% |