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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7963 | 2019-02-22 01:54:10 | 106.88 | 99% |
| 7464 | 2019-01-09 19:43:33 | 106.89 | 99% |