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 |
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996 | 2012-11-19 21:30:27 | 41.21 | 90% |
879 | 2012-11-05 13:24:22 | 37.22 | 90% |