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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5494 | 2014-07-11 22:34:06 | 104.45 | 95% |
| 5192 | 2014-07-10 21:11:27 | 109.09 | 97% |
| 5109 | 2014-07-09 22:59:32 | 112.06 | 97% |
| 4130 | 2014-06-30 16:58:30 | 94.54 | 95% |
| 4114 | 2014-06-30 16:14:34 | 101.82 | 98% |
| 4109 | 2014-06-30 16:08:29 | 107.46 | 97% |
| 3435 | 2014-06-24 20:20:09 | 85.10 | 94% |
| 2254 | 2014-06-12 19:59:26 | 91.31 | 98% |
| 1480 | 2014-06-10 22:10:20 | 85.50 | 94% |
| 1345 | 2014-06-10 19:55:09 | 94.96 | 98% |
| 876 | 2014-06-09 21:17:13 | 100.16 | 96% |
| 230 | 2014-06-05 19:47:07 | 91.98 | 95% |
| 49 | 2014-06-03 22:32:36 | 111.12 | 100% |