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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1048 | 2017-02-24 15:47:04 | 92.83 | 92% |
539 | 2015-06-29 22:07:13 | 104.14 | 97% |