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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487 | 2014-07-29 11:10:55 | 60.05 | 96% |
346 | 2014-03-20 15:36:18 | 44.71 | 96% |