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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2278 | 2012-03-22 14:18:56 | 94.90 | 97% |
| 2236 | 2012-03-20 15:33:30 | 71.49 | 90% |
| 1992 | 2012-03-02 07:00:32 | 99.31 | 97% |
| 1958 | 2012-02-29 05:27:29 | 78.05 | 93% |
| 1840 | 2012-02-24 14:32:00 | 91.35 | 96% |
| 1154 | 2012-01-21 16:19:16 | 65.11 | 96% |
| 1096 | 2012-01-17 17:00:16 | 65.25 | 90% |