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 |
---|---|---|---|
848 | 2020-04-07 06:42:04 | 64.92 | 96% |
20 | 2019-12-08 02:01:49 | 58.21 | 98% |