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 |
---|---|---|---|
391 | 2009-01-07 22:30:43 | 125.60 | |
301 | 2009-01-06 22:15:08 | 121.59 | |
282 | 2009-01-06 19:02:32 | 122.68 | |
215 | 2009-01-05 17:38:05 | 117.99 | |
136 | 2009-01-05 11:15:23 | 122.81 | |
42 | 2009-01-04 18:52:26 | 118.27 |