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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2200 | 2019-02-08 11:37:03 | 72.02 | 97% |
| 1655 | 2018-12-20 11:13:13 | 57.96 | 95% |