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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1949 | 2011-10-24 14:28:19 | 101.42 | 98% |
| 1622 | 2011-10-11 18:59:28 | 88.10 | 97% |
| 1512 | 2011-10-08 03:51:24 | 89.14 | 95% |
| 998 | 2011-09-22 16:38:16 | 92.75 | 95% |
| 694 | 2011-09-07 17:47:14 | 84.39 | 95% |
| 662 | 2011-09-06 14:26:52 | 95.56 | 98% |
| 522 | 2011-09-03 15:46:38 | 68.01 | 97% |