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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1173 | 2012-07-24 18:30:47 | 102.89 | 99% |