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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1861 | 2018-02-01 02:15:03 | 104.92 | 97% |
| 1390 | 2018-01-05 04:18:18 | 99.93 | 98% |
| 879 | 2017-11-21 03:43:44 | 110.91 | 98% |