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 |
---|---|---|---|
1275 | 2011-08-02 01:11:18 | 74.60 | 97% |
1209 | 2011-07-27 05:51:07 | 69.29 | 96% |
1003 | 2011-05-16 20:38:30 | 70.59 | 95% |
314 | 2011-04-13 14:02:42 | 64.15 | |
110 | 2011-04-03 21:06:01 | 56.20 |