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 |
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835 | 2013-09-24 14:43:27 | 66.99 | 95% |
260 | 2013-09-17 12:16:21 | 60.92 | 98% |