We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5844 | 2018-01-04 14:48:23 | 110.01 | 99% |
4714 | 2017-11-29 01:05:34 | 112.37 | 98% |