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 |
---|---|---|---|
1687 | 2010-11-16 12:57:10 | 111.96 | |
1221 | 2010-08-18 04:33:20 | 112.93 | |
1129 | 2010-07-29 15:19:28 | 107.51 | |
962 | 2010-07-18 11:52:08 | 121.74 | |
917 | 2010-07-12 13:58:56 | 105.12 |