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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1275 | 2020-05-22 22:07:31 | 99.73 | 98% |
| 318 | 2020-05-07 20:01:56 | 83.63 | 97% |