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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1760 | 2018-10-23 14:53:02 | 67.00 | 97% |
| 1177 | 2018-10-01 22:15:26 | 45.30 | 95% |