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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20548 | 2019-08-10 06:47:24 | 128.17 | 98% |
| 18914 | 2018-11-06 14:36:20 | 138.35 | 98% |
| 17438 | 2018-09-04 06:26:11 | 134.53 | 98% |