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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1350 | 2019-10-30 18:13:01 | 67.31 | 97% |
| 317 | 2018-04-24 12:18:22 | 44.10 | 94% |