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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356 | 2011-08-18 23:56:30 | 120.44 | 99% |
135 | 2011-08-12 21:51:33 | 118.83 | 98% |