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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1971 | 2019-11-28 04:35:12 | 65.46 | 99% |
| 1933 | 2019-11-27 06:52:03 | 65.10 | 99% |