I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1964 | 2013-03-31 09:56:53 | 95.65 | 91% |
| 1900 | 2013-03-30 15:27:29 | 109.83 | 95% |
| 1863 | 2013-03-30 13:12:34 | 108.24 | 94% |
| 1843 | 2013-03-30 12:55:14 | 100.33 | 91% |
| 1804 | 2013-03-29 23:27:52 | 116.52 | 95% |
| 1730 | 2013-03-26 17:43:16 | 103.83 | 92% |
| 1707 | 2013-03-26 17:22:00 | 89.64 | 89% |
| 1309 | 2013-03-14 16:57:31 | 94.02 | 91% |
| 1296 | 2013-03-13 09:29:21 | 103.40 | 90% |
| 1144 | 2013-03-11 12:15:37 | 105.40 | 95% |
| 1029 | 2013-03-09 12:18:16 | 98.26 | 94% |
| 1003 | 2013-03-08 22:05:45 | 98.77 | 91% |
| 835 | 2013-03-08 06:04:51 | 112.72 | 97% |
| 786 | 2013-03-07 15:45:53 | 96.80 | 90% |
| 778 | 2013-03-07 10:38:09 | 103.37 | 92% |
| 731 | 2013-03-06 20:55:17 | 94.65 | 90% |