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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1113 | 2011-04-30 04:06:43 | 51.56 | |
1063 | 2011-04-29 02:47:23 | 47.25 | |
1061 | 2011-04-28 04:03:50 | 52.85 | |
268 | 2011-03-08 10:41:30 | 51.08 |