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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13179 | 2021-11-07 15:28:22 | 165.31 | 100% |
| 13178 | 2021-11-07 15:27:45 | 156.12 | 99% |
| 1557 | 2018-08-14 12:02:09 | 127.58 | 99% |