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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 903 | 2019-06-06 06:50:00 | 75.23 | 97% |
| 213 | 2018-07-14 14:04:41 | 66.10 | 96% |