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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348 | 2010-04-29 13:06:56 | 122.18 | |
47 | 2010-04-28 15:01:30 | 119.92 | |
26 | 2010-04-28 14:41:39 | 108.74 |