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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 628 | 2018-06-30 05:21:53 | 43.40 | 94% |
| 376 | 2018-05-24 07:12:21 | 38.58 | 95% |
| 314 | 2018-05-19 15:30:49 | 36.47 | 95% |