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 |
---|---|---|---|
2885 | 2018-05-12 16:15:15 | 108.39 | 97% |
2314 | 2018-04-26 19:58:34 | 100.96 | 97% |