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 |
---|---|---|---|
3107 | 2012-04-22 12:15:21 | 65.56 | 97% |
2858 | 2012-04-19 15:16:06 | 69.60 | 95% |
2526 | 2012-04-17 00:27:38 | 57.10 | 91% |
2398 | 2012-04-16 04:32:48 | 64.14 | 96% |
2298 | 2012-04-15 12:41:24 | 68.75 | 97% |
2094 | 2012-04-13 08:30:57 | 69.06 | 97% |
1643 | 2012-04-07 17:00:05 | 57.07 | 94% |
1117 | 2012-03-31 07:58:50 | 55.46 | 95% |