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 |
---|---|---|---|
5315 | 2009-02-25 16:31:49 | 102.48 | |
5208 | 2009-02-23 16:42:39 | 94.96 | |
4895 | 2009-02-11 19:53:44 | 97.81 | |
4885 | 2009-02-11 19:24:48 | 86.05 | |
4266 | 2009-01-14 18:04:32 | 101.73 |