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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880 | 2012-05-07 03:07:30 | 56.47 | 96% |
237 | 2012-04-22 22:34:02 | 49.20 | 95% |