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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5546 | 2018-05-30 00:46:49 | 52.86 | 97% |
| 1352 | 2018-04-16 02:11:44 | 41.00 | 98% |
| 394 | 2018-04-05 04:35:34 | 28.68 | 93% |