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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1780 | 2018-04-27 09:10:46 | 85.12 | 98% |
| 1185 | 2018-03-15 07:23:54 | 81.43 | 98% |
| 973 | 2018-02-07 06:11:58 | 86.29 | 98% |