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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5991 | 2019-01-09 06:27:58 | 64.21 | 98% |
| 5229 | 2018-12-18 18:35:38 | 68.81 | 97% |