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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983 | 2010-09-26 12:27:05 | 61.72 | |
857 | 2010-05-04 13:09:32 | 57.44 | |
19 | 2009-10-17 08:27:15 | 54.89 |