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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385 | 2014-02-27 22:26:42 | 52.49 | 90% |
376 | 2014-02-26 17:30:48 | 49.79 | 88% |