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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248 | 2012-03-08 19:16:43 | 53.71 | 93% |
98 | 2012-02-10 15:22:21 | 60.53 | 95% |