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 |
---|---|---|---|
2863 | 2011-01-21 19:10:55 | 104.79 | |
2778 | 2011-01-04 23:12:04 | 101.12 | |
2428 | 2010-11-30 13:17:35 | 96.20 | |
2292 | 2010-11-24 18:36:11 | 103.89 | |
616 | 2009-12-09 16:14:26 | 95.38 |