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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8331 | 2018-11-10 20:20:59 | 83.33 | 97% |
| 4564 | 2017-11-25 13:51:48 | 82.07 | 96% |