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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 942 | 2011-09-08 12:40:19 | 47.55 | 90% |
| 806 | 2011-09-02 04:28:47 | 39.21 | 80% |