We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10124 | 2020-03-08 08:51:40 | 126.36 | 98% |
| 5878 | 2019-12-22 13:59:04 | 119.40 | 98% |
| 1635 | 2017-08-04 06:42:48 | 79.38 | 95% |