I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
3830 | 2013-11-22 21:57:15 | 103.41 | 91% |
3590 | 2013-11-16 14:42:37 | 123.85 | 97% |
3430 | 2013-11-14 21:53:58 | 113.68 | 95% |
3228 | 2013-10-20 14:11:29 | 106.63 | 93% |
3070 | 2013-01-07 22:14:16 | 96.00 | 88% |
2861 | 2012-12-28 21:54:05 | 108.86 | 96% |
2778 | 2012-12-28 16:33:27 | 104.30 | 92% |
2518 | 2012-12-23 23:20:45 | 117.88 | 97% |
2192 | 2012-12-19 16:30:52 | 119.09 | 96% |
1982 | 2012-12-09 21:58:27 | 108.09 | 95% |
1727 | 2012-12-02 16:22:29 | 113.29 | 97% |
1584 | 2012-11-28 22:39:29 | 125.24 | 99% |
1575 | 2012-11-28 22:20:27 | 114.22 | 98% |
1545 | 2012-11-27 22:05:54 | 105.18 | 95% |
1533 | 2012-11-27 21:39:06 | 107.31 | 94% |
1465 | 2012-11-25 20:06:12 | 99.34 | 92% |