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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 904 | 2019-05-23 21:49:35 | 98.48 | 99% |
| 694 | 2019-01-10 02:05:43 | 83.45 | 97% |