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 |
---|---|---|---|
1188 | 2011-04-05 10:15:36 | 56.76 | |
963 | 2011-03-14 02:39:33 | 58.13 | |
948 | 2011-03-11 10:01:39 | 60.50 |