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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1263 | 2020-09-01 14:47:02 | 63.90 | 97% |
| 448 | 2020-04-30 16:33:55 | 66.99 | 96% |