Jealousy, turning saints into the sea. Swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis. But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me. Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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932 | 2018-08-30 16:30:43 | 45.35 | 94% |
907 | 2018-08-29 18:24:30 | 50.75 | 96% |