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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6770 | 2018-12-28 23:19:45 | 88.97 | 96% |
| 1605 | 2017-11-18 21:22:20 | 78.68 | 95% |