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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837 | 2011-08-17 07:20:31 | 74.23 | 95% |
563 | 2011-07-30 11:30:27 | 62.91 | 91% |
183 | 2011-04-14 18:59:41 | 53.02 |