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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 579 | 2019-02-20 04:53:40 | 101.83 | 96% |
| 374 | 2019-01-30 17:18:57 | 99.62 | 97% |