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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773 | 2011-04-16 20:24:27 | 136.12 | |
732 | 2011-03-04 18:54:04 | 134.91 | |
635 | 2011-01-05 14:38:50 | 128.05 | |
458 | 2010-09-03 16:06:20 | 127.64 |