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 |
---|---|---|---|
1704 | 2009-11-15 03:26:05 | 53.27 | |
1599 | 2009-08-30 03:01:35 | 43.14 | |
1081 | 2009-06-22 03:20:44 | 47.38 | |
868 | 2009-06-10 05:24:49 | 48.79 | |
714 | 2009-05-13 12:05:00 | 47.61 |