Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
2094 | 2009-06-02 08:20:06 | 84.36 | |
1368 | 2009-01-29 07:52:06 | 76.34 | |
1231 | 2009-01-20 06:35:51 | 77.87 | |
1014 | 2009-01-15 01:41:53 | 78.03 | |
621 | 2009-01-07 05:56:53 | 74.13 | |
456 | 2009-01-05 05:54:34 | 77.76 |