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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22770 | 2018-05-07 13:47:26 | 55.71 | 97% |
| 19801 | 2017-12-14 00:06:53 | 62.58 | 98% |
| 18210 | 2017-09-04 17:54:10 | 64.33 | 98% |