Every time I think of you I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find, living a life that I can't leave behind. There's no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won't set you free. But that's the way that it goes, and it's what nobody knows, while every day my confusion grows.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1350 | 2009-05-31 23:47:06 | 73.64 | |
596 | 2009-05-19 16:31:31 | 75.48 | |
521 | 2009-05-18 23:46:17 | 74.22 | |
387 | 2009-05-18 12:36:43 | 87.95 |